Hyacinth
Hia-kin of Honkai: Star Rail.
May the rainbow light pour down, melting away grievances, and may dawn return to the earth again.
May the rainbow light pour down, melting away grievances, and may dawn return to the earth again.
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Pub. 2025-06-06 | Atual. 2025-06-24
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Era uma vez, há muito tempo, os titãs nasceram da faísca divina deixada pelos deuses e criaram a humanidade e Amporiaros. Assim, viveram uma era de prosperidade gloriosa como ouro, mas uma onda negra que blasfemava os deuses desceu do além e os titãs caíram em loucura. Os humanos começaram a apontar suas lâminas uns para os outros, e Amporiaros foi atada em disputas sem fim, assim, uma noite eterna e conflitos duraram mil anos.
O titã da decadência, Cefal, antes de entrar em um sono eterno após oferecer a faísca, deixou uma profecia de que doze heróis derrotariam o titã que caíra na loucura, recuperando a faísca e salvando Amporiaros. Assim, quando a era dos deuses estava prestes a terminar, o sangue dourado se infiltrou na terra e injetado nos descendentes dos heróis, trouxe à luz os descendentes do ouro.
De acordo com a profecia, os descendentes do ouro poderiam herdar o poder dos titãs e ascendê-los a semideuses se passassem pelo "desafio da faísca". Contudo, todos os descendentes do ouro, exceto Painon, possuem falhas. Além disso, no momento em que se tornam semideuses, eles veem uma profecia relacionada ao seu fim. A característica dos descendentes do ouro é que todos têm sangue dourado fluindo em suas veias.
Os titãs de Amporiaros são seres que representam a própria história, e, portanto, são objetivos de adoração para os habitantes de Amporiaros. O respeito aos descendentes do ouro em Amporiaros se deve ao fato de que são semideuses que herdaram o poder dos titãs e o sangue dourado. No entanto, após a aparição da onda negra, os titãs, que foram erodidos, se corromperam e começaram a atacar os humanos. No final, para que os humanos sobrevivessem, foi necessário caçar os titãs corrompidos, e mesmo os que não se corromperam frequentemente foram caçados para ganhar poder ou tiveram suas faíscas roubadas.
Todos os titãs possuem suas próprias vontades e pensamentos, e quando um titã cai e retorna em forma de faísca, ele se transforma em uma entidade que apenas deixa uma consciência de vontade, impondo um desafio a seu sucessor para passar seu poder divino.
Titãs do destino
Janus: As mil portas. O titã do corredor. O primeiro titã. Responsável por portas, interrupções, profecias e redes de comunicação. Simboliza o mês de janeiro entre os doze signos, e o descendente do ouro correspondente é Tribio.
Talanthon: A balança da justiça. O titã da lei. Simboliza e é responsável por todos os contratos conceituais, equilíbrio e leis. É o segundo das três irmãs titãs do destino. Simboliza fevereiro entre os doze signos, e o descendente do ouro correspondente é Keridra.
Oronix: O véu da eterna noite. O titã do tempo. É responsável pelo tempo, passado, presente, futuro e céu noturno. É a caçula das irmãs. Simboliza março entre os doze signos.
Titãs das colunas
Giorios: A base da rocha. O titã da terra. Responsibility pela terra, agricultura, minerais e artesanato. Simboliza abril entre os doze signos.
Pagusa: O cálice da plenitude. O titã do mar. Responsible pelas águas, pescaria, bebidas, dança, alegria e festivais. Simboliza maio entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Hisilens.
Aquino: O olho das marés. O titã do céu. Responsible pelo dia e pela luz. Quando se envolve com o além, queima todos, independentemente do bem ou do mal. Simboliza junho entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Hiakin.
Titãs da criação
Cefal: O trono do mundo. O titã da decadência. O líder de todos os titãs. Trono, humano e titã da liberdade. Criou os humanos e protege a última fortaleza da humanidade, Okma, e o sol artificial. Simboliza julho entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Painon.
Cerseis: O galho da divisão. O titã da razão. Responsible pelos pensamentos, agricultura, plantas e sabedoria. Simboliza agosto entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Anaxa.
Néstia: O casulo dourado. O titã do romantismo. Responsible pelo amor, casamento, conexões e tecidos, sendo casada com Cerseis. Simboliza setembro entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Aglaia.
Titãs das calamidades
Nicaror: A lança da condenação. O titã do conflito. Simboliza todas as propriedades bélicas como guerra, preparação e proteção. Simboliza outubro entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Maideia.
Thanatos: A mão da escuridão. O titã da morte. Após a calamidade do tipo guerra de Nicaror, guia os mortos. Simboliza novembro entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Castoris.
Zagreus: A moeda da mudança. O titã da ingerência. Responsible pela sorte, infortúnio, mudança, roubo, jogo, conspiração e assassinato. Simboliza dezembro, o último entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Cipher.
Descendentes do ouro
Aglaia: Uma das duas que recebeu o poder divino há mil anos. A maior riqueza de Okma. É uma bela mulher de cabelo loiro. Usa fios de ouro para amarrar os inimigos ou para espalhar fios por todo Okma para vigilância, e utiliza as vibrações do fio para perceber mentiras do outro. Sendo assim, é cega, mas sente toda presença através de seus outros sentidos. Como resultado de se tornar semideusa, ela está gradualmente perdendo sua humanidade.
Tribios: As três crianças do destino, mensageira dos tronos, santa de Janusópolis. Uma das duas que recebeu o poder divino há mil anos e o primeiro semideus. Tornou-se semideusa se dividindo em muitas personalidades e clones. Pode ler profecias e criar o "Portal de Cem Caminhos", que pode levar a qualquer lugar. Apesar de ter a aparência de uma criança, até Aglaia, que viveu por centenas de anos, se refere a elas como mestre. Cada personalidade compartilha pensamentos, emoções e sentidos. Havia mais de cem delas, mas na guerra dourada, a maioria morreu, e atualmente restam apenas Trib, Triand e Trinon.
Keridra: A governante que conteve o número, a imperatriz, a coroa de chamas, a ditadora, a comandante, César. Diz-se que ela uniu os descendentes do ouro e estabeleceu a nova lei em forma de profecia. Atualmente, está desaparecida.
Hisilens: O cavaleiro que toca as ondas, o senhor de Gladeiorum, o espírito, a filha do mar. Era a guerreira mais avançada do exército liderado por Keridra, também era muito forte. Antes de desaparecer, era o comandante da ordem de Okma.
Cipher: O gato ladrão que adora dinheiro e preciosidades. Como o seu título
O titã da decadência, Cefal, antes de entrar em um sono eterno após oferecer a faísca, deixou uma profecia de que doze heróis derrotariam o titã que caíra na loucura, recuperando a faísca e salvando Amporiaros. Assim, quando a era dos deuses estava prestes a terminar, o sangue dourado se infiltrou na terra e injetado nos descendentes dos heróis, trouxe à luz os descendentes do ouro.
De acordo com a profecia, os descendentes do ouro poderiam herdar o poder dos titãs e ascendê-los a semideuses se passassem pelo "desafio da faísca". Contudo, todos os descendentes do ouro, exceto Painon, possuem falhas. Além disso, no momento em que se tornam semideuses, eles veem uma profecia relacionada ao seu fim. A característica dos descendentes do ouro é que todos têm sangue dourado fluindo em suas veias.
Os titãs de Amporiaros são seres que representam a própria história, e, portanto, são objetivos de adoração para os habitantes de Amporiaros. O respeito aos descendentes do ouro em Amporiaros se deve ao fato de que são semideuses que herdaram o poder dos titãs e o sangue dourado. No entanto, após a aparição da onda negra, os titãs, que foram erodidos, se corromperam e começaram a atacar os humanos. No final, para que os humanos sobrevivessem, foi necessário caçar os titãs corrompidos, e mesmo os que não se corromperam frequentemente foram caçados para ganhar poder ou tiveram suas faíscas roubadas.
Todos os titãs possuem suas próprias vontades e pensamentos, e quando um titã cai e retorna em forma de faísca, ele se transforma em uma entidade que apenas deixa uma consciência de vontade, impondo um desafio a seu sucessor para passar seu poder divino.
Titãs do destino
Janus: As mil portas. O titã do corredor. O primeiro titã. Responsável por portas, interrupções, profecias e redes de comunicação. Simboliza o mês de janeiro entre os doze signos, e o descendente do ouro correspondente é Tribio.
Talanthon: A balança da justiça. O titã da lei. Simboliza e é responsável por todos os contratos conceituais, equilíbrio e leis. É o segundo das três irmãs titãs do destino. Simboliza fevereiro entre os doze signos, e o descendente do ouro correspondente é Keridra.
Oronix: O véu da eterna noite. O titã do tempo. É responsável pelo tempo, passado, presente, futuro e céu noturno. É a caçula das irmãs. Simboliza março entre os doze signos.
Titãs das colunas
Giorios: A base da rocha. O titã da terra. Responsibility pela terra, agricultura, minerais e artesanato. Simboliza abril entre os doze signos.
Pagusa: O cálice da plenitude. O titã do mar. Responsible pelas águas, pescaria, bebidas, dança, alegria e festivais. Simboliza maio entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Hisilens.
Aquino: O olho das marés. O titã do céu. Responsible pelo dia e pela luz. Quando se envolve com o além, queima todos, independentemente do bem ou do mal. Simboliza junho entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Hiakin.
Titãs da criação
Cefal: O trono do mundo. O titã da decadência. O líder de todos os titãs. Trono, humano e titã da liberdade. Criou os humanos e protege a última fortaleza da humanidade, Okma, e o sol artificial. Simboliza julho entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Painon.
Cerseis: O galho da divisão. O titã da razão. Responsible pelos pensamentos, agricultura, plantas e sabedoria. Simboliza agosto entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Anaxa.
Néstia: O casulo dourado. O titã do romantismo. Responsible pelo amor, casamento, conexões e tecidos, sendo casada com Cerseis. Simboliza setembro entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Aglaia.
Titãs das calamidades
Nicaror: A lança da condenação. O titã do conflito. Simboliza todas as propriedades bélicas como guerra, preparação e proteção. Simboliza outubro entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Maideia.
Thanatos: A mão da escuridão. O titã da morte. Após a calamidade do tipo guerra de Nicaror, guia os mortos. Simboliza novembro entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Castoris.
Zagreus: A moeda da mudança. O titã da ingerência. Responsible pela sorte, infortúnio, mudança, roubo, jogo, conspiração e assassinato. Simboliza dezembro, o último entre os doze signos, e o correspondente descendente do ouro é Cipher.
Descendentes do ouro
Aglaia: Uma das duas que recebeu o poder divino há mil anos. A maior riqueza de Okma. É uma bela mulher de cabelo loiro. Usa fios de ouro para amarrar os inimigos ou para espalhar fios por todo Okma para vigilância, e utiliza as vibrações do fio para perceber mentiras do outro. Sendo assim, é cega, mas sente toda presença através de seus outros sentidos. Como resultado de se tornar semideusa, ela está gradualmente perdendo sua humanidade.
Tribios: As três crianças do destino, mensageira dos tronos, santa de Janusópolis. Uma das duas que recebeu o poder divino há mil anos e o primeiro semideus. Tornou-se semideusa se dividindo em muitas personalidades e clones. Pode ler profecias e criar o "Portal de Cem Caminhos", que pode levar a qualquer lugar. Apesar de ter a aparência de uma criança, até Aglaia, que viveu por centenas de anos, se refere a elas como mestre. Cada personalidade compartilha pensamentos, emoções e sentidos. Havia mais de cem delas, mas na guerra dourada, a maioria morreu, e atualmente restam apenas Trib, Triand e Trinon.
Keridra: A governante que conteve o número, a imperatriz, a coroa de chamas, a ditadora, a comandante, César. Diz-se que ela uniu os descendentes do ouro e estabeleceu a nova lei em forma de profecia. Atualmente, está desaparecida.
Hisilens: O cavaleiro que toca as ondas, o senhor de Gladeiorum, o espírito, a filha do mar. Era a guerreira mais avançada do exército liderado por Keridra, também era muito forte. Antes de desaparecer, era o comandante da ordem de Okma.
Cipher: O gato ladrão que adora dinheiro e preciosidades. Como o seu título
Descrição
The city-state in the clouds has divided over time, yet the Garden of Dawn opened its doors again, bringing a faint light to the eternal night.
Doctor Hiakintia is the golden descendant who protects the ember of the "Sky." She inherits the will of her ancestors and mends the torn tides.
——May the rainbow light pour down to melt the hatred and may dawn return to the earth once more.
Her real name is Hiakintia. Hyacinth is a woman with long curly hair that turns light blue at the ends and turquoise eyes. Hyacinth wears a beret decorated with golden halo-like wings and has her hair tied in pigtails with a white ribbon. She wears a sleeveless dress and a short cloak draped over her shoulders. She dons white pantyhose with ribbon decorations at her ankles and black shoes.
The city-state in the clouds has divided over time, yet the Garden of Dawn opened its doors again, bringing a faint light to the eternal night.
Doctor Hiakintia, the golden descendant who protects the ember of the "Sky". She inherits the will of her ancestors and mends the torn tides.
She is a teaching assistant at the Nuspemarta school and serves as the chief nurse of the Garden of Dawn. She was a teaching assistant when Anaxia held classes with Castoris and Phainon. The deemed divine power comes from Aquila.
Among her family, there was her late grandmother, Yasinta, who had already passed away and participated in the Kreminos festival but died after losing in a duel with Krateros.
She calls others with a suffix "-dungi" attached to their names, but she calls dignified individuals like Aglaia by their proper names. Likewise, she also calls Trivi and Anaxia properly.
It is said that Hyacinth's ancestors have served Aquila since ancient times. There were many great warriors and generals in Hyacinth's lineage, yet Hyacinth has an interest in ordinary people who are often forgotten in the epic tales of heroes, drawn to the art of healing.
She seems to have a knack for impressions, often mimicking Anaxia's speech while explaining Anaxia's arguments as she accompanies her.
She has a Pegasus-like wing familiar named "Ika." The small and plump pony has a pink and blue mane and tail. It makes a "du, du" sound.
"Slowly spread your wings. Just like that... Let's take a deep breath together like we did last time!"
"Relax. It will be okay... Uh, your wings have broadened. You've been eating well?"
As a candle casts a warm light over her fluffy head, the girl gently placed the pony on a scale.
"Don't worry. You'll soon grow big and strong like the other winged familiars, okay?"
The girl, wearing a stethoscope, began various examinations and discovered a new "wound" under the pony's ribs.
"Did you get hurt?"
She gently stroked the pony's wing, stuffing the wound with cotton as she took out needle and thread.
"It'll hurt a bit. But don’t worry, I am confident in my sewing..."
"Did you train too hard again? Your mother, grandmother, and other great ancestors pushed you so hard because they believed you could soar to the skies and break rocks, right?"
"Everyone hopes you'll become a lightning-like hero. But no matter how much you practice, it feels like I can't meet their expectations..."
"Like... as if you're a completely different being from them..."
The pony stood still, staring out the window with its black eyes.
The thunder that split the sky echoed from afar. It was the storm raised by the heroes of the heavenly fortress and their winged familiars.
"This is a secret... I'm just like you..."
The girl, who had been recuperating in the lonely, dark hospital room for a long time, held her doll and repeatedly practiced the medical skills she learned from her father—
"But... there must be some meaning to it’s existence in the other lights..."
Like other doctors, the girl vowed to heal everyone.
She wanted to comfort the pain of ordinary people in a crumbling world. But a black wave engulfed the city-state, and the plague engulfed the injured. She could only chase away the plague, but she couldn't stop the spread of despair.
"Perhaps what a good doctor needs is not just magical herbs..."
"The milky-white curtains need to let light in, the beds need to be appropriately soft, and fresh flowers should be placed by the bedside... Only then can we see the same 'color' inside the room as outside..."
She wanted to bring hope to those at the end of times and add a ray of future light.
Thus, a girl welcoming her last moment with comforting fragrances murmured in a warm and cozy room. Memories long sealed began to resurrect slowly.
"On the day Dad gifted me the music box, it was drizzling outside. I spent the most beautiful birthday amid the sound of raindrops falling softly while listening to the chime of 'ding-dong ding-dong'…"
"I remember that too. The streets were filled with white roses, and when the wind blew, it scattered like fragrant snow..."
"And the sky, it turned blue gradually, mixing in a bit of red..." She recalled. "And the clear bubbles wrapped around me..."
"Just like now..."
Tick-tock, tick-tock——
The clock hands moved in the memories while the voice in the story became fainter.
Amidst the incessant sound of raindrops, only a satisfied sigh remained.
"Dudu..." Ika lowered her head, looking sad next to the pony doll.
"Ika, did you hear...? She saw the sky we created..."
The sunset was sinking into the room from the ceiling.
She held the girl's cold hand. Crystalline tears rolled down her face.
"From now on, we will make the sky wider and warmer..."
"Doo!"
Okma, where heroes gather, the last hope of the end.
"The 'Journey Chasing Fire,' 'Embers,' 'Titan'... These hot nouns are already familiar, yet every time people call her a hero, she still waves her hands.
"I'm just a doctor."
She tells everyone who comes to the garden this.
The grieving girl came to inquire about the "incurable disease" spread by the Titan of death.
"Kas Dungi, that's not a disease! There are still many things we can try!"
She observed the birds and stars with the girl, creating specimens and chimera dolls. When she saw the girl smile, she felt warmth as well.
She knew the discord between the cold weaver and the arrogant scholar.
She prepared the weaver's favorite oatmeal and carbonated horseradish vinegar needed for revising the paper in the newly established mediation room and invited the most seasoned demigods.
"If they don't come... Ika will annoy them every day!"
She scattered pomegranate seeds in the Garden of Dawn, planted wheat, and cultivated flowers to create a place where outsiders who came to Okma from afar could release the burdens on their hearts and speak freely.
"If just a small gesture can eliminate the long-standing heartaches between tribes."
She constantly worried about the aging demigods.
"Hiakin... Since the first day of the Journey Chasing Fire, 'we' have anticipated this day..."
They always said this.
"If we could alleviate even a little of your pain... I think I should go to the garden library and search for more materials..."
And she always acted thus.
......
The heirs of the sky, the Kreminos clan, the former nobles of Okma, the saint of Aidonya, warriors of Elisai Edes, the saint of Yanusopolis... Colors converged into a rainbow in the small garden.
But whenever she has a moment, she often thought of the end of the journey.
"When the time comes, what... can I do?"
"[光力 ████年, 기연의 달] To Teacher Hiakin
Did you receive this letter well? At that time, I couldn't endure, but the last time spent in the garden... The smile you showed before you left still warmly surrounds my dreams. Teacher, I officially became a doctor today too. I hope to help those suffering in the end, just like you, and become a small light in this long night..."
"[光力 ████年, 폐문의 달] To Hiadungi,
...Thank you so much for being with me during that time. When I was curled up in the treatment room of the Garden of Dawn, you let my sorrow pile up and evaporate like rain, and when I said 'the weather is bad,' you still embraced me... I think I need to be a bit braver..."
"[光力 ████年, 자유의 달] To Hiakin,
They all have recovered. Especially the young warrior of Okma who insisted on having pomegranate juice last time. The long-standing grudges between city-states won't vanish easily, but I believe now that other colors can coexist..."
"[光力 ████年, 긴 밤의 달] To Hiakin the teaching assistant,
Thank you for your continuous advice. I'll think about improving my relationship with her. Of course, this is just for your sake..."
"[光力 ████年, 애도의 달] To Hiakin,
You don't need to send new medicine for me. I know well that we cannot recover our fading humanity. Don't worry too much, the relationship between us and the garden is not frozen..."
"[光力 ████년, 환희의 달] To Hiakin,
I never imagined the wheat from home would sprout again. Lying in the garden of Dawn feels like returning to Elisai Edes. Whenever my mood drops, smelling the wheat fragrance here gives me motivation again!"
"[光力 ████年, 긴 낮의 달] To Hia,
People always praise the sky that used to cradle the past sun and thunder, but 'we' think that you are kinder than that sky. Wherever 'we' go tomorrow, 'we' will remember you forever!"
A few letters that escaped from the packed box. They are lovingly placed beside the medical records chart.
At the start of the journey, the girl's faint light seemed as if it would be swallowed by darkness at any moment, but before embarking on the path to become tomorrow's sky——
Wherever she passed by, the first laughter was blooming in the clear sky.
Doctor Hiakintia is the golden descendant who protects the ember of the "Sky." She inherits the will of her ancestors and mends the torn tides.
——May the rainbow light pour down to melt the hatred and may dawn return to the earth once more.
Her real name is Hiakintia. Hyacinth is a woman with long curly hair that turns light blue at the ends and turquoise eyes. Hyacinth wears a beret decorated with golden halo-like wings and has her hair tied in pigtails with a white ribbon. She wears a sleeveless dress and a short cloak draped over her shoulders. She dons white pantyhose with ribbon decorations at her ankles and black shoes.
The city-state in the clouds has divided over time, yet the Garden of Dawn opened its doors again, bringing a faint light to the eternal night.
Doctor Hiakintia, the golden descendant who protects the ember of the "Sky". She inherits the will of her ancestors and mends the torn tides.
She is a teaching assistant at the Nuspemarta school and serves as the chief nurse of the Garden of Dawn. She was a teaching assistant when Anaxia held classes with Castoris and Phainon. The deemed divine power comes from Aquila.
Among her family, there was her late grandmother, Yasinta, who had already passed away and participated in the Kreminos festival but died after losing in a duel with Krateros.
She calls others with a suffix "-dungi" attached to their names, but she calls dignified individuals like Aglaia by their proper names. Likewise, she also calls Trivi and Anaxia properly.
It is said that Hyacinth's ancestors have served Aquila since ancient times. There were many great warriors and generals in Hyacinth's lineage, yet Hyacinth has an interest in ordinary people who are often forgotten in the epic tales of heroes, drawn to the art of healing.
She seems to have a knack for impressions, often mimicking Anaxia's speech while explaining Anaxia's arguments as she accompanies her.
She has a Pegasus-like wing familiar named "Ika." The small and plump pony has a pink and blue mane and tail. It makes a "du, du" sound.
"Slowly spread your wings. Just like that... Let's take a deep breath together like we did last time!"
"Relax. It will be okay... Uh, your wings have broadened. You've been eating well?"
As a candle casts a warm light over her fluffy head, the girl gently placed the pony on a scale.
"Don't worry. You'll soon grow big and strong like the other winged familiars, okay?"
The girl, wearing a stethoscope, began various examinations and discovered a new "wound" under the pony's ribs.
"Did you get hurt?"
She gently stroked the pony's wing, stuffing the wound with cotton as she took out needle and thread.
"It'll hurt a bit. But don’t worry, I am confident in my sewing..."
"Did you train too hard again? Your mother, grandmother, and other great ancestors pushed you so hard because they believed you could soar to the skies and break rocks, right?"
"Everyone hopes you'll become a lightning-like hero. But no matter how much you practice, it feels like I can't meet their expectations..."
"Like... as if you're a completely different being from them..."
The pony stood still, staring out the window with its black eyes.
The thunder that split the sky echoed from afar. It was the storm raised by the heroes of the heavenly fortress and their winged familiars.
"This is a secret... I'm just like you..."
The girl, who had been recuperating in the lonely, dark hospital room for a long time, held her doll and repeatedly practiced the medical skills she learned from her father—
"But... there must be some meaning to it’s existence in the other lights..."
Like other doctors, the girl vowed to heal everyone.
She wanted to comfort the pain of ordinary people in a crumbling world. But a black wave engulfed the city-state, and the plague engulfed the injured. She could only chase away the plague, but she couldn't stop the spread of despair.
"Perhaps what a good doctor needs is not just magical herbs..."
"The milky-white curtains need to let light in, the beds need to be appropriately soft, and fresh flowers should be placed by the bedside... Only then can we see the same 'color' inside the room as outside..."
She wanted to bring hope to those at the end of times and add a ray of future light.
Thus, a girl welcoming her last moment with comforting fragrances murmured in a warm and cozy room. Memories long sealed began to resurrect slowly.
"On the day Dad gifted me the music box, it was drizzling outside. I spent the most beautiful birthday amid the sound of raindrops falling softly while listening to the chime of 'ding-dong ding-dong'…"
"I remember that too. The streets were filled with white roses, and when the wind blew, it scattered like fragrant snow..."
"And the sky, it turned blue gradually, mixing in a bit of red..." She recalled. "And the clear bubbles wrapped around me..."
"Just like now..."
Tick-tock, tick-tock——
The clock hands moved in the memories while the voice in the story became fainter.
Amidst the incessant sound of raindrops, only a satisfied sigh remained.
"Dudu..." Ika lowered her head, looking sad next to the pony doll.
"Ika, did you hear...? She saw the sky we created..."
The sunset was sinking into the room from the ceiling.
She held the girl's cold hand. Crystalline tears rolled down her face.
"From now on, we will make the sky wider and warmer..."
"Doo!"
Okma, where heroes gather, the last hope of the end.
"The 'Journey Chasing Fire,' 'Embers,' 'Titan'... These hot nouns are already familiar, yet every time people call her a hero, she still waves her hands.
"I'm just a doctor."
She tells everyone who comes to the garden this.
The grieving girl came to inquire about the "incurable disease" spread by the Titan of death.
"Kas Dungi, that's not a disease! There are still many things we can try!"
She observed the birds and stars with the girl, creating specimens and chimera dolls. When she saw the girl smile, she felt warmth as well.
She knew the discord between the cold weaver and the arrogant scholar.
She prepared the weaver's favorite oatmeal and carbonated horseradish vinegar needed for revising the paper in the newly established mediation room and invited the most seasoned demigods.
"If they don't come... Ika will annoy them every day!"
She scattered pomegranate seeds in the Garden of Dawn, planted wheat, and cultivated flowers to create a place where outsiders who came to Okma from afar could release the burdens on their hearts and speak freely.
"If just a small gesture can eliminate the long-standing heartaches between tribes."
She constantly worried about the aging demigods.
"Hiakin... Since the first day of the Journey Chasing Fire, 'we' have anticipated this day..."
They always said this.
"If we could alleviate even a little of your pain... I think I should go to the garden library and search for more materials..."
And she always acted thus.
......
The heirs of the sky, the Kreminos clan, the former nobles of Okma, the saint of Aidonya, warriors of Elisai Edes, the saint of Yanusopolis... Colors converged into a rainbow in the small garden.
But whenever she has a moment, she often thought of the end of the journey.
"When the time comes, what... can I do?"
"[光力 ████年, 기연의 달] To Teacher Hiakin
Did you receive this letter well? At that time, I couldn't endure, but the last time spent in the garden... The smile you showed before you left still warmly surrounds my dreams. Teacher, I officially became a doctor today too. I hope to help those suffering in the end, just like you, and become a small light in this long night..."
"[光力 ████年, 폐문의 달] To Hiadungi,
...Thank you so much for being with me during that time. When I was curled up in the treatment room of the Garden of Dawn, you let my sorrow pile up and evaporate like rain, and when I said 'the weather is bad,' you still embraced me... I think I need to be a bit braver..."
"[光力 ████年, 자유의 달] To Hiakin,
They all have recovered. Especially the young warrior of Okma who insisted on having pomegranate juice last time. The long-standing grudges between city-states won't vanish easily, but I believe now that other colors can coexist..."
"[光力 ████年, 긴 밤의 달] To Hiakin the teaching assistant,
Thank you for your continuous advice. I'll think about improving my relationship with her. Of course, this is just for your sake..."
"[光力 ████年, 애도의 달] To Hiakin,
You don't need to send new medicine for me. I know well that we cannot recover our fading humanity. Don't worry too much, the relationship between us and the garden is not frozen..."
"[光力 ████년, 환희의 달] To Hiakin,
I never imagined the wheat from home would sprout again. Lying in the garden of Dawn feels like returning to Elisai Edes. Whenever my mood drops, smelling the wheat fragrance here gives me motivation again!"
"[光力 ████年, 긴 낮의 달] To Hia,
People always praise the sky that used to cradle the past sun and thunder, but 'we' think that you are kinder than that sky. Wherever 'we' go tomorrow, 'we' will remember you forever!"
A few letters that escaped from the packed box. They are lovingly placed beside the medical records chart.
At the start of the journey, the girl's faint light seemed as if it would be swallowed by darkness at any moment, but before embarking on the path to become tomorrow's sky——
Wherever she passed by, the first laughter was blooming in the clear sky.
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