3rd p.o.v.

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A wasteland somewhere, Early-mid spring

The once-barren piece of the wasteland, a verdant forest that appeared some time ago, is now welcoming the morning sun rising from the eastern horizon. an oasis in the middle of the western barren lands giving a lively sound unlike the deathly silence in its surrounding regions, just like a green island in the middle of a calm sea. But suddenly...

*rustle* *rustle*

The trees in the inner part of the forest shook with a joyous vibe as two pairs of wings stretched past the surrounding treetops. Two pairs of wings that spanned four hundred meters for the first pair while the other pair is about three hundred or so meters.

The entire forest shook as if celebrating a joyous occasion.

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I can't help but stretch as my entire body felt sore for sleeping in bare ground.

*Crack* *clack*

" Ahh, that feels great," I exclaimed as I look at the surroundings and gave a nod as it doesn't seem to be a problem around me.

" ah, right, how long have I been asleep?" I looked back at the tree and asked.

*rustle* *rustle*

"... Sorry, I can't speak tree." I made a bitter smile at the tree's response.

*Rustle* *rustle* The tree strongly shook as if offended and started hitting me.

"I'm just messing with you, haha please stop hitting me with those branches of yours."

I can feel their emotions because I'm the one that made them, but it looks like they haven't fully developed some of their cognitive senses yet and are unable to talk at the moment.

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I taped the tree with my claw and read the tree's memories with a spell converting it into images. The spell didn't take long to finish the task as it is just been made/born just recently.

"Ohh, it looks like their memories are fine, let's see... twenty-six days and twenty-seven nights..." I couldn't help but frown.

"Looks like I've stayed a bit too long in this place."

An entire season, it took me three months to finish tweaking the laws of the world and slept for almost a month after.

*sigh*

"Not that I had the choice" with a meh, I toss the unnecessary thoughts away. There's more than half a century to prepare the things that need to be prepared.

" Anyways, I still got time to spare. Right, did something happen while I was asleep?"

*rustle* *creak*

The tree twisted left and right shaking its crown, dropping a few of its leaves on the ground.

" I see."

That was a No, right? urg. Newborn treants don't have the ability to speak making it hard to converse with them at times such as these.

" Then I should look around for a bit."

I don't even know where I'm at right now, I've done such crazy things before I even got to stand. Just thinking back, the whole three months of spell-weaving made me so lonely. I who's human just recently is used to have at least a single person to talk to every day and felt quite painfull without socializing to anyone.

I then started patting the tree's crown making a rustling sound.

"Thankfully you guys are here ahaha... aha... *sigh*."

I spread my wings and large golden rings appeared, made up of a dense number of runes as small as a pinky nail revolving around in each of the wings bases, washing away my gloomy heart. (Note: is the 'base' part right? I tried to find dragon body parts terminology on the net but failed to find any except the 'scapula Draconis', should I use it instead? (will delete this note tomorrow.))

" I'll look around for a bit, be right back in a few hours."

*rustle* the tree replied while shaking one of its branches.

The golden rings gave a dim glow and a feeling of weightlessness came as I slowly started floating upward until my limbs left the ground. I flapped my wings gently as to not make a strong gust of wind and accidentally uprooting the trees below, Each beat of my wings got me higher and higher with the forest below becoming smaller.

My ascent stopped after climbing up ten thousand or so meters where the air became a bit thin to breathe.

"Looks like I can't get any higher without casting a life support barrier around me. This high is enough for now. "  saying so as I looked at the rising sun in the eastern direction.

There's not a single cloud to be seen all the way into the horizon giving no obstacle to my sight, but that's not all, a wasteland as far as one's eye can see. A black and grey land full of cracks and craters large enough to be called canyons is sparsely strewn around here and there.

 " A vast wasteland, dark-colored land, canyons, and craters. there's also snow a few months ago as well as the direction of the sun."

There are a few wastelands on the continent, but such a unique terrain, there's only one.

" The Land of Ashes, North-West of Vidia Continent."

That's right, it can only be that ancient name.

An ancient battle-ground where a massive war between a god and a dragon took place.