Chapter 172 - Born for Freedom
POV: Verdia Solarion
And here I was again, in yet another war.
It wasn't strange to me, after all, I was born amid the most brutal war of the last ten thousand years.
For a long time, during the Laplace War, I was called the "Warrior Angel."
Of course, that title was forgotten by many after I isolated myself for decades, but if you were to mention that name to some historian, they could tell you about my deeds, my battles, my triumphs... and my mistakes.
That was a time when I wielded sword, bow, and magic with a heart hardened by necessity.
Each strike of mine was precise, each spell devastating.
First, I fought fiercely against the human race, in a war that did not even belong to us elves, and after that, I joined the campaign against Laplace, betraying the Demon God.
And still, at the end of the war, glory did not remain in me—only fatigue, pain, and the emptiness of a world that no longer seemed worthy of redemption.
After the Laplace War, I earned other titles during my hundreds of years of life.
"Witch of Disaster," during the bloody conflicts in the Conflict Zone.