Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Erosion
A tree, a flower, a handful of yellow sand—this tale was bound to have an imperfect ending.
"Your Highness, this wild boar is both fat and round, but it's also ferocious and strong. What should we do?" a young hunter asked.
Yu replied, "Just neuter it. That'll make it behave."
Sumeru truly lived up to its reputation as the land of wisdom—its people were exceptionally quick to grasp new concepts.
"Your Highness, does that method work on all animals?"
"In general, male animals tend to become much more docile after that."
"Then, Your Highness… can I try it on this new slave I just caught?"
…
Yu thought to himself, I should probably abolish slavery sometime soon. I can't stand it—there's just something inherently repulsive about it.
Several years had passed since Yu's birth. Within the oasis of this vast desert, he had led the primitive humans in herding and farming. Under the guidance of Greater Lord Rukkhadevata and Yu, the living standards of Sumeru's people improved significantly. In gratitude, they built a magnificent palace to honor their gods.
At this very moment, inside the palace gleaming with verdant splendor, a gentle mother was patiently teaching her son the art of elemental manipulation.
Yu watched the immense Dendro energy gathered in his mother's hands. It felt like a bomb—brimming with overwhelming power. As Rukkhadevata's child, Yu naturally possessed a deep affinity for Dendro energy, yet he couldn't replicate his mother's techniques no matter how hard he tried. Instead, he found a different approach that felt much more natural.
After several attempts, Yu finally spoke up, "Mom, I don't think that's the right way to use Dendro energy."
In moments like these, Rukkhadevata was not only a loving mother but also a strict teacher.
"Don't give up. You and I share the same origin. Everything I've learned in my life, you can master too. Yu, my child, if you don't learn to wield elemental power properly, even with your immense strength, you'll suffer losses during this Archon War."
Her words were true. While Yu was undoubtedly unique, possessing immense power, he still needed to learn the basics. He could feel he had the foundation, but it was like solving a high-level math problem—you think you understand it, but…
"Mom, who taught you this method?"
"No one taught me. I was born with it."
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"Mom, I actually have another idea. Come on, let's find an open space."
They arrived at a wide clearing. Yu closed his eyes, sensing the surging Dendro energy within him. Clasping his pale hands together, he unleashed his power.
Rukkhadevata was stunned as she observed the scene. The sheer density of elemental energy within Yu rivaled her own—and he hadn't even been alive for ten years yet. This child… truly a monster.
Cracks spread across the ground beneath Yu's feet as immense Dendro energy materialized into a physical form. A massive wooden figure, grotesque and headless, with thick, muscular arms, emerged from the earth.
The colossal wooden golem moved suddenly. Its thick arms smashed forward with tremendous force, causing the ground to tremble as chunks of earth and rock flew into the air, sending a cloud of dust billowing outward.
"Mom, I feel like this method has more impact," Yu said confidently.
Rukkhadevata gazed at the deep crater left behind by the golem's attack, a hint of astonishment in her eyes.
"You're using Dendro energy as if it's Geo energy. Don't you find this method excessively draining?"
"Not at all. This bit of energy feels like nothing to me."
Rukkhadevata couldn't help but feel that her child was showing off.
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Years passed, but the Archon War raged on, its brutality never ceasing. As a god, Yu's role was to fight—to protect the people and the land he cherished. Rukkhadevata had cared for him since birth, giving him warmth in this foreign world. Though the land was unfamiliar, the people adored him, and his mother's love was boundless. Yu wanted to protect them all.
A deafening roar echoed across the plains as a massive beast appeared, its colossal form blotting out the sun. Razor-sharp teeth and claws marked it as a formidable warrior.
Yu faced the beast head-on, his eyes burning with fury.
The beast charged, roaring in defiance.
Yu clasped his hands together, and countless thick vines, like the tentacles of an eldritch creature, surged forward, wrapping around the giant beast, binding it tightly like a cocoon.
The beast struggled wildly, but the pale green vines only grew thicker and more numerous, each as wide as a grown man's waist.
Thorns sprouted along the vines, piercing deep into the beast's flesh, turning the entire scene crimson with blood.
The vines continued to twist and writhe, as if searching for something. Eventually, they pulled out a broken human corpse from the beast's abdomen. With an eerie intelligence, the vines pieced the corpse back together and placed it gently before Yu.
"You were always so cheerful, so bright. I liked that about you. Don't worry—Mother will take care of your family. Rest in peace."
Yu turned toward the still-struggling beast, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"Everyone should live happily, he once said."
Raising one arm, a slender wooden spike formed in Yu's hand. With all his strength, he hurled it at the beast.
Upon impact, the spike seemed to bloom, branching out inside the beast until it became finer and more intricate…
Yu clenched his fist, and the vines constricted violently. When the dust finally settled, all that remained of the beast was a pile of gleaming bones. Still dissatisfied, Yu created another wooden figure to crush the bones into powder, mixing them with the soil before feeding it all to the wooden golem.
To most, the remnants of a slain beast would become a source of lingering resentment, but for Yu, they were mere nutrients. His Dendro constructs were highly invasive, capable of devouring anything—flesh, spirit, even elemental energy. Like a black hole, they consumed everything. Yu didn't fully understand why, but he wasn't picky about usable power. This ability even allowed him to leave nothing behind after killing other gods, ensuring no trace remained.
After thoroughly erasing the beast's existence, Yu finally felt satisfied. He buried the fallen man beneath a field of crops.
Watching the man's family weep and mourn at the gravesite filled Yu with a deep sorrow.
It's not parting that hurts the most—it's the memories that haunt you afterward.
Turning, Yu saw his mother approach.
"Mother, is this what erosion feels like?"