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We decided to purify and exorcise the souls of the Rabbit-kin with Emeraldine today in the morning, right as the sun emerges from the horizon. I think it is a fitting time of the day to do it.
There haven’t been any monster spider attacks lately. I think they are not coming here for the moment, or they might try to avoid us… or something.
I suppose the spiders are not resentful, so that’s good. Maybe they just don’t even know we killed their squadron because they simply never came back.
So perhaps they don’t know what happened or are still waiting for them to come back with food for the nest one day in the future… maybe.
Anyways, this is not important anymore.
We brought the bones, and the souls are with me.
The bones… we decided to burn them in a large bonfire, separately from one another.
I knew which bones were from which person thanks to their “essence” and “phantom,” which I was able to identify coming from certain people.
The bones were calcinated until they became ashes, and each graveyard was where we put the ashes underground.
Syllis asked us to also put a seed from any plant in each grave. This was some sort of ritual, where they always put the corpses of their people in places where plants were growing and left seeds in there so the people would “revive” as the plants of the forest.
It was pretty beautiful… I felt moved.
We decided to do as they said, and we put a seed in each grave, honoring these people.
I hope that their essence and the nutrients of their ashes can turn into beautiful trees one day.
And then, their souls.
Syllis and his sister, Bellerine, looked at the two souls of their parents.
Everyone present looked at the souls of their lost family members.
They were all floating around. They seemed to not recognize their family members.
After four years of being trapped inside a dungeon, they had changed a lot.
It was better not to show the souls to them from a close distance and let the people try to discern them… because there were a few missing.
These souls most likely ended up reincarnating inside the dungeon, as dungeons absorb souls and push them into their own reincarnation cycle, where they turn the souls into monsters.
That’s how dungeons get their monsters, so that’s how it usually goes with people who die inside of them.
But these people… were pretty strong to resist it for a while, even with the pressure of the dungeon slowly trying to absorb them.
“Then… [Purification].”
Emeraldine conjured a simple Life, and Light Attribute spell, a compound spell made of two elements merged together.
It is capable of… well, purifying things, including the souls of the damned that have stayed resentful for way too long.
FLASH!
Emeraldine closed her eyes as she offered prayers to the souls, prayers that her mother had taught her.
The Elves were very spiritual with their beliefs, and they prayed to the God of Nature and the Goddess of Love and Fertility, Freyr and Freyja, respectively.
There wasn’t any crappy Light God there, so they prayed to these more mystical gods, connected with nature and all things related with care and love.
Her embracing light covered the bodies of the souls as their appearances began to change…
The souls, covered in scars, pain, and suffering, slowly began to leave behind this darkness and began to glow brighter and brighter, turning into beautiful forms of yellowish-gold light.
They were so beautiful that it seemed that they were not at all what they were before a few seconds ago… I couldn’t believe it myself.
They suddenly showed their true appearances. The appearances of the rabbit-kin they once used to be… and all of them began to slowly glow brighter.
They felt relieved and smiled warmly back at the people around them. Some recognized their friends and family members that had died back then, while others seemed to not be able to discern them… but felt within the light that these souls emanated that there was some sort of gratefulness to it.
Syllis and Bellerine tried to approach the souls of their parents slowly, as tears began to pour out of their eyes…
There were certainly many things they might have wanted to talk about with them.
Many things they wanted to experience with them.
Yet… I suppose their end was very abrupt.
Very cruel…
I could notice in their faces filled with sorrow how much they wanted to talk with them and keep living with them.
But it was very clear that they were more than dead now.
After four years, they had gotten over it and maturated and lived on their own just fine.
But still, seeing them here… probably hurt them a lot.
“Mom… Dad…” muttered Syllis.
“Papa… mama!” cried Bellerine.
The figure of a beautiful rabbit-kin woman slowly approached them, alongside a slender and handsome rabbit-kin man.
They seemed to recognize their children even after four years of them having grown up and changed…
“You’ve grown a bit, Syllis… Bellerine…” said their father.
“My children… I’ve missed you… every single day…” cried their mother.
“You’re going away?” asked Bellerine.
“It is what we must do…” sighed her father.
“But I don’t wanna!” cried Bellerine.
“It has been four years since we died… Bellerine… I am sure that my little girl has gotten past it, right?” asked her mother while smiling warmly.
She petted her head as the little rabbit girl cried loudly and tried to hug her, but her mother was ethereal and couldn’t be easily hugged.
But her brother hugged the little girl tightly. They felt the hug from their parents around them, an encompassing and warm light blessing their very souls with the love that only parents could give to their children…
“We’ll watch over you…” said their father.
“So take care, okay? I love you… I love you more than anything…” said their mother.
“We love you too…” cried Syllis.
“Mama… Papa… I will take care of brother…” said Bellerine.
“Hm! That’s the spirit.” Said their mother.
“Then… we are going….” Said their father.
“Yeah…” said their mother.
The mother and father held hands as they flew away with the other souls into the horizon. The light of the sun slowly dissipated their bodies like bright particles of light.
And one by one, they slowly dissipated with the wind…
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