Game of the World Tree

UPDATE: My life is not right.

I've been aware of it since a long, long time ago, and there seems to be an invisible hand... secretly manipulating everything about me.

It all started when I was born.

From the moment I was born, my life was very different from the rest of my fellow Elf.

I still clearly remember the day I was born, the branches of the world tree were so radiant that even the high priest of the church was alarmed.

They watched me fervently as I emerged from the treetops, praising the goddess's name, and gazing at me with fiery eyes.

"The Primordial Elf! Another Primordial Elf! And it's a rare moonlight royal family!"

The priests were excited.

The high priest came to me, looked at me with his deep eyes, and smiled slightly:

"My child, according to the oracle of the mother goddess, from today onwards, your name is Mesca."

…

My name is Mesca.

Mesca Moonlight.

It is said that this is the great tree of the world - the name that Eve Uktrahir has bestowed upon me by the oracle himself.

For the elves, this is simply a supreme honor.

Whenever I say my name, I am greeted with envious glances from my comrades.

But, deep down, I'm not really happy with my name.

Even if I know very well, this is the great mother goddess who raised it for me herself.

The reasons are shameful and, for some, ridiculous.

That's because the name "Mesca" means "kitten" in Elvish.

Although, it's also often referred to as "elegant", "cute" or "glamorous", but I don't really like it.

It's not that I'm being hypocritical, but as a male elf who wants to be an elf ranger who punishes evil and promotes good, I really don't want to have such a feminine name.

From the moment the oracle gave me my name, my life was doomed to be different from others.

However, things are not that simple.

Primordial elves of the Moonlight Clan are not uncommon, especially in recent years, when they encounter them almost every few years.

Although the oracle's name is rare, it has appeared more than once in the past few decades.

It's just that none of them have shown obvious miracles like me.

In the following growth, everything I have experienced is also shown everywhere, and it seems that there are more secrets in me...

While other elf companions were still being taught at the church, more than one high elves approached me and wanted to be my mentor.

While other elf companions are still running around the city for a living, I receive a monthly living allowance that would drive any adventurer crazy.

However, when I wanted to ask why the legends and even the demigods favored me so much, they just smiled and didn't answer.

When I want to trace the origin of every huge sum of money, it is often endless.

I am disturbed.

Very disturbed.

I didn't pay anything, and I didn't want to have these things of unknown origin, and I didn't want to accept unprovoked kindness.

However, someone told me this:

"Mesca, these things belong to you."

"Don't refuse, you are just taking back what belongs to you."

Your own thing?

no no no...

I am just a primordial elf born, and at most I have accepted the blessing of the mother goddess. How can these things belong to me?

There are still many people in this world who are living in difficulties, and in my opinion, they need these things even more.

There are still many companions in this world who are exercising themselves day and night, desperately trying to become stronger, but limited by their potential and cognition, but they are slow to move forward, and they need these things even more!

As for me?

Do not.

My stuff, I just want to work hard for it...

I don't know what kind of secrets are hidden in me.

But I have a vague feeling that those who smile at me don't seem to be looking at me.

They are clearly looking at me.

But it doesn't seem to be me.

They always ask me to take courses that I don't like, but they don't tell me why.

They grinned at me in the dark, and kept silent every time I looked away.

I do not like this feeling.

This feeling...makes me feel like a stand-in.

A stand-in for a being that I don't know about.

I can't stand this feeling.

Eventually, it exploded.

"Who do you take me for? I'm Mesca! Mesca Moonlight!"

"Sorry... Mr. Mesca, we are actually doing it for your own good, er... Have you finished your management course today?"

"Why study management? You know, I don't like these, I just want to learn magic well and become an adventurer in the future!"

"No, according to the predetermined plan... you should be the best manager of the Elf Forest."

"Plan? What plan?"

"Ah...this..."

"Forget it, don't say it, I don't want to participate in your so-called plan, I just want to live out myself."

After that, I left the temple.

I ascended the tallest tower of the Chosen City.

Sitting at the top of the tower, I looked at this bustling city.

In my heart, I felt that this place did not belong to me.

"What are you looking at?"

Just as I looked into the distance, a crisp voice came from beside me.

I was taken aback.

Looking back, I found that a black-haired boy appeared beside me at some point.

Strange... I don't know him, but somehow I feel a little close.

"I'm looking at the scenery."

I answered so.

"Look at the scenery..."

The boy chewed these words and fell into silence.

After a long time, he looked at me, and those red eyes were extremely deep:

"Don't you like your life now?"

"Life now? Heh...I don't like it, of course I don't."

I shook my head.

"Why? It's not good to be well-fed and have everything, right?"

"But that doesn't belong to me. I don't like my life being manipulated. Of course... You can also say that I'm full, and hypocritical."

"Hey, what kind of life do you like?"

The boy asked again.

"Probably...be a ranger who punishes the good and eliminates the evil, travels the plane, and is free."

I say so.

"Why this time?"

The young man asked with a smile.

"Why? Of course it's because I want to be a manly man."

I answered of course.

"Pfft..."

I don't know why, but the boy couldn't help laughing after hearing my answer.

I was a little angry, but the boy quickly apologized:

"Sorry sorry... I didn't expect it to be this reason."

I am a little speechless.

However, the teenager changed the subject:

"Then do it!"

"Ok?"

"Be an adventurer."

"However, there are a lot of people who stop me, they always want to manipulate my life."

"Hey, who? Tell me and I'll beat him up for you!"

"you?"

I glanced at him in surprise.

"What? I'm afraid I won't be able to beat you?"

The teenager laughed.

"No, you don't seem to be an elf... However, there are humanoids, you must be very powerful."

"Then why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because I don't know why you're doing this, we shouldn't even know each other's names, right?"

"Why? Probably... because I like you? Hey, actually, I also want to be an adventurer, maybe we can become companions in the future."

"Huh? What's your name?"

"Miriel."

The boy turned his head, his ruby ​​pupils were full of smiles:

"You can call me Merrill."

Saying that, he stretched out his hand:

"Can I be friends with you? If you really want to, I can help you escape everything."

Merrill?

What a strange name.

I muttered.

"No, I don't need help. In fact, as long as I want to, as long as I make up my mind, no one can stop me."

I shook my head, raised my chest slightly, and said confidently.

The teenager seemed rather disappointed and saddened by my answer.

This made me find it very interesting, and at the same time, it was inexplicably warm in my heart.

Since birth, this is the first person to be truly saddened by my rejection. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

I could feel that he was looking at me.

rather than anyone else.

"but…"

I turned around:

"If you want to be an adventurer too, I'd love to be your friend."

Saying that, I smiled and stretched out my hand.

The teenager was stunned, and then laughed as well:

"my pleasure."

The next moment, hands clasped.

"Hello, Myrill, my name is Mesca."

"Hello, Mesca, I'm Merrill."