How to make a star(5)

lang syne.

When Estelle was still young.

She had a family that was most important to her.

Her father and mother were the ones who always hugged Estelle with a smile.

Above all, it was a reliable fence, and the precious people who supported her more than anyone else.

Estelle was happy in their arms and could smile brightly.

─It’s parting for a while.

-I’ll be back soon.

And one day, they left Estelle’s side.

As a child, she did not know what a test was.

They didn’t even know what the Constellation was or what duties they had to shoulder.

It was just to keep the warmth of the two people who hugged for the last time.

A day passed, a month passed, a year passed.

The two who left never returned.

—Now you are the successor of Altair.

The girl grew up and reached the age to understand the meaning of death.

They died, and now they can’t come back.

All of Altair’s expectations were directed towards the remaining Estelle, and she was obliged to live up to her family’s expectations.

It would be a lie if it wasn’t hard.

It was very difficult and I cried a lot.

But the girl did not give up.

─I. I will be a proud daughter to my father and mother.

those who are no longer around.

Although they could no longer meet, Estelle wanted to be a proud daughter even when they couldn’t see them.

The girl who understood loneliness and accepted the ordeal lit a spark in the long loneliness and sadness.

The brilliant spark she lit up after overcoming the loss and embracing her convictions.

The flame of ‘Seonghwa’ was born that way.

Burning through the pain of standing up.

That was the star called Estelle.

That’s how the girl became a star and stood in front of the world.

Without a place to rely on, he only went forward, trusting only in his own light.

There is no more family to stand by.

The girl walked steadfastly down such a lonely road.

And.

—I am Professor Yujin Kang, who will be teaching Mathematics from today.

The girl met a professor.

*

I spent last winter in Avanrat.

A warm climate, lush forests, and lots of work.

Most of the things he encountered there were like that, but if there was one that occupied the most weight, it would be the thought of ‘Paellan’.

I spent most of my time in Faelan’s cave, excluding Abanrat’s external activities, and I had plenty of time to converse with his thoughts.

─Trials… Contracts….

Most of it was a series of words that I couldn’t understand, but there were times when I spit out relatively clear sentences.

—Estel… my daughter…

Even if it was the soul of a person who had died long ago, the concern he had for his daughter who would be left behind was so deep.

To the extent that the color does not fade even in death and time.

therefore. I listened to his story.

It took a lot of time to study the source and reveal his holy power, and thanks to that, we had a lot of time to talk.

Coincidentally, I was the highest authority on mental abilities.

It didn’t suit him, but he was the only mortician who would listen to the grievances of the dead Faelan.

“It wasn’t an ability I learned to do this.”

As a result, all research on the source was completed.

It is the basic theory of ‘origin’ used by Lafless, which became the framework.

And in the process, I could hear all the stories Faelan had.

Estelle, the Trial of Ascension, the Epic of Failure and Death.

“…is this really the right place?”

And I came back here with my daughter.

To mend the end of a relationship that must have been severed a long time ago.

“My family is here?”

“yes.”

Estelle still has a puzzled face.

It’s because he only said ‘family’ and didn’t explain who it was.

And that was also a consideration for Estelle.

Even if I let you know in advance, it will only lead to a lot of random thoughts.

“Estel. Do you know the history of the birth of Abanrat?”

She shook her head.

I meant I didn’t know.

Well, is it even weirder to know?

There is no reason for a young student to know why such a frontier dimension was created.

It would be even more difficult since he hid the information from Altair.

“This place was created by a constellation that failed the test of ascension long ago.”

So I directly informed.

A history she would not have been able to know originally.

“Dimensions fragmented due to the failure of the test, one of which became Avantrat. The remains of the Constellation fell asleep.”

“Then is this a tomb?”

“That’s it.”

The expression grave was indeed apt.

Because this is where the remains of the dead Constellation rest.

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Jerk-jerk-

After going through the thick forest and the gap between the monsters, we reached the entrance of a cave.

The bizarre cave leading down by itself has a sense of alienation from nature.

Upon arriving at the entrance, Estelle felt the holy power emanating from below and opened her mouth slightly.

“This···.”

slightly enlarged eyes.

A bewitched gaze.

light breathing.

Perhaps it was a natural reaction.

Estelle must be more familiar with the aura of the holy power here.

I walked over to her, who was standing blankly nailed to the nail, and put my hand on her small shoulder.

“let’s go.”

Estelle blankly nodded.

One step, one step.

Steps on the uneven stone floor speed up.

It was a rugged terrain that was difficult to even walk on, but the slender limbs found a way as if performing a stunt.

“Estel.”

“Yes, Professor.”

“Did you have a big vacancy in your family?”

Ahead of the exit, I asked while walking on the other side covered by the light.

vacancy in the family.

The loneliness you’ve been through all this time.

Is it possible to measure the size of the emotions he must have chewed alone?

Estelle, who followed me, responded after a long silence.

“I don’t know.”

She answered, still looking ahead.

“I can’t figure it out.”

is it.

Well, it will.

To me, an outsider, it would be just a little bit of a long time, but to a young girl, it was a lifetime.

Counting the emotions of a lifetime was difficult for Estelle, who was still young.

“I don’t know how deep your feelings are.”

So, I decided to tell you what I can.

“Still, get over it.”

“·······.”

“The past is to stand on one’s feet. You must not be buried in it.”

The exit is close.

I lead Estelle towards the beyond of the light.

“Remember.”

The bright light fades away, and a vast cavity unfolds before your eyes.

Unlike the barren road, a man was sleeping in the middle of a different world covered with flowers and plants.

“·······.”

A man as hard as a stone statue, his eyes quietly closed as if he had fallen asleep.

Estelle’s eyes, which contained that figure, began to grow bigger and bigger.

Ripples spread across her blue eyes resembling a lake, and she trembled slightly.

Looking ahead with watery eyes, she took a step.

“···Dad?”

The steps lead to a run, and soon it becomes a run.

Estelle, who ran out with her flowing blonde hair, headed towards the center of the common area.

And he reached in front of the man, Faelan.

she didn’t say hello

Didn’t even cry.

He just stretched out his slender arms and was held in the arms of Faelan, who quietly closed his eyes.

“Dad.”

Is this really true, and is his body right?

I didn’t ask that question.

The holy power that fills this place, and the thoughts felt there.

And, as if welcoming her visit, I could feel him in the warm air current.

“Dad···.”

There were no words at the reunion.

There was no lamentation to follow.

There was only the daughter’s voice calling for the family she met again.

The trembling arms that embraced each other and the flowing tears.

Because the emotions he had harbored were so deep that they could not be expressed in voice, it was only silent things that revealed them.

‘I’m sorry, Thereon.’

The head of Altair wanted to hide Faelan’s death.

As such, the present reunion would have been a future he had not hoped for.

“But this is right.”

What is hidden will only come out one day.

Even if it were kept secret forever, it would never help Estelle.

If only to bury the death of her family, Estelle who couldn’t get over it would always be left half-assed.

“The past is just the past. Do not be buried and stand up.”

So, I told her the truth.

“We have to live for tomorrow.”

Estelle is not one to stop.

It is a star that will stand up, take a step, and run forward.

I believe in the spark of will of my disciple.

“I’ll show you. What his end was like.”

“···Yeah.”

I put my hand on Estelle’s shoulder and slowly connected her mind with mine.

What I want to convey is Faelan’s memories.

It was his last reading through thought.

The time when I left the blissful home and embarked on the path of trials.

And the history of facing the final test, setting foot on the battlefield, and meeting the corps commander ‘Balthazar’ there.

Ultimately, he failed the test and faced his end alone.

Everything he conveyed as thoughts, I passed on to his daughter without exception.

“···Right.”

A short sigh follows.

The girl who witnessed the history that Altair had been hiding shook her shoulders.

Mental control is the power in which irony coexists.

Kill enemies without bullets, convey memories without voice.

It can end a life or connect a relationship.

This power that connects is, therefore, a truly ironic force.

As if the season from spring to winter returns to spring again without ending.

As with all our relationships that are cut off and formed.

‘Isn’t it?’

Looking at Faelan with his eyes closed, he asked a question that had no answer.

And, the mental control spread widely.

Gather fragmented and broken thoughts and connect them into one spirit.

The patched soul embraced the ego of the moment and became a single soul.

Even if it is only a fragment of the soul of the dead person.

If it’s just a little movement of the body that had stopped after death.

It would be possible if it was to the extent of holding the daughter who was separated a long time ago in one’s arms.

“·······.”

The pale stone statue embraced the light.

A warm complexion is imbued, and a smile is drawn on the corners of the hardened lips.

Her stiff arms moved and she took her daughter in her arms.

That would have been an impossible wish.

A person who has already died a long time ago cannot move.

Even so, Faelan moved.

hugged his daughter

Because that was the source he had in the beginning.

It would have been possible because the wish to protect the precious family only bloomed, and it was the source of ‘Guardian’.

─Thank you.

With a short greeting, his body collapsed into dust and disappeared.

As if the long wait was over, his end was silent like a reunion.

The light of the source he had embraced rose silently and landed in my outstretched hand.

A small but clear source of light.

My hand held it quietly.

“Thank you, Professor.”

In the light, she rose.

I held out the source of Faelan to her.

It was something she should have, but Estelle shook her head.

“Professor, please take care of that.”

“Are you okay?”

“yes I’m okay.”

The answer was probably to Faelan, not to me.

“I’m not the one who gets help, I’m the one who helps.”

Even after seeing everything, Estelle did not collapse.

Her hard heart won’t break down like this.

A strong star that has stood firm in the midst of solitude and loneliness only stands firmer like the solid ground after rain.

“My mother’s body is not here.”

“Looks like he got lost in battle.”

“Yeah.”

Estelle wiped her eyes and looked at me with her usual intelligent eyes.

“So I’m trying to find it. No matter what.”

maybe even alive

Even if he died somewhere else, he will find it.

Estelle’s eyes said so.

And it was a very good fighting spirit to watch.

“I. I’ll do my best.”

Estelle, who wiped away her tears and gained a new goal, stood up.

She was no longer a girl wandering in dreams and reality.

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Just as a star burns with light, Estelle’s current goal is to burn brighter.

“Watch me.”

“yes.”

Amidst the fluttering light, Estelle laughed.

It was her most radiant smile, perhaps the first I’d seen.