"I don't think I have ever heard of any such God before, kid. The ones I know are the three that you are probably already aware of. Other than that, I have only heard about Demon Lord and Dragon God who are said to be the demi-gods."

"Could it be that different worlds have different gods?" Flare asked. It looked like she too had no idea who that girl could be.

There was a possibility of her being the God from my previous world, but I had never heard of her when I was alive there either.

This whole conversation made the gods look even more confusing but for now, it might be better to assume that she was the god of my previous world and move on.

"Yes, that could be the case"—I turned towards Zagan— "So, who are these Dragon God and Demon Lord."

"Not sure how to describe it simply but well... they were mortals who were able to attain the divinity. Both of them were the strongest creatures alive back then and the ruler of their own races. But back then the era wasn't as simple, there was war and chaos everywhere. Races were constantly fighting against each other, and among those races, the most powerful ones were we demon-kind and the dragon-kind."

Zagan paused and leaned back on his chair. He rested his neck in the top rail of the chair and looked towards the ceiling.

"We demons used to be the proud race back then. Our fighting force was equal to that of dragon-kind even with the elemental dragons on their sides. We fought bravery until.. until the Demon Lord went insane. He started using his own men as tools. It was a sudden change, almost shocking, it was like he changed into a completely different person. His insanity reached the point where he started corrupting his own men with a high amount of miasma. Most went insane in the process and some of them changed into monsters. I tried objecting it but by the time I did that, most of the upper echelons had already been infected by this insanity. Unable to take it any longer, I abandoned my race and started living here."

It looked like he still regretted his inability to do anything back then, but I can understand his shoes here. When everyone in the community thinks something to be right, it's almost impossible for a single person to correct them. They would instead think that person trying to correct them went insane.

"Well anyways"—he looked back towards me—"things took a turn from there. Despite the increase in strength, the demon-kind lacked proper commanding authority. In the end, the Demon Lord fought against the Dragon God. The battle lasted for months, and in the end, both ended up killing each other. After the two of them died, Demons were left without proper authority while Elemental dragons took the charge of the Dragon-kind. At that point, demons were pretty much regarded as the enemy of all living beings, and most of them were either sealed or exterminated. That's pretty much it about what happened on my part."

"You made the right choice man. You did everything you could so don't blame yourself for it. This explains a lot of things, but I still don't understand how you met Olive."

"Oh yeah, her.. I was frustrated by everything that was happening. No one was listening to me. It felt like they were blind to the reality in front of them. So, I went to the mountains to kill some monsters and vent. When I reached there someone else was venting their anger there too. I was young back then and hoping at least someone would hear me out. On top of that, at that point I had started doubting myself, I wanted someone to verify what I was saying was true or not. And when she said she would hear me out I told her what was going on. Our interaction back then was short but before leaving she gave me one piece of advice. She said everyone made their own choices and like them, I should make my own choice."

I never thought Zagan would be this open. But then, he was never the type who would bother keeping things secret.

"I think that was decent advice. When a large stone starts rolling down the hill, it's wise to get out of its way. If you try to stop it, it will bring you down along with itself."

I was not sure if that would make sense in this world where almost everyone could use magic. But it just felt like the right thing to say in this situation. Probably because of what little common sense I still had left in me from my previous world.

"Yeah, I am way over it now. Anyways, let's move on to these two here. I know a thing or two about this bird, but I have no clue about who or what this girl is."

"Oh me? I am Yoru, Nara's moon spirit," she said in an excited tone, but her expressions soon changed when she realized that wasn't the answer Zagan was hoping for. She looked down on the table and started speaking again.

"You know, it feels awkward to not be able to tell more about yourself. I just don't know. I probably know more about Nara than I know about myself." She raised her head and looked towards me. "I just had this feeling that I just woke up after a long dream when Nara summoned me. And when I saw him, I realized that my dreams had been about him all along. But when it comes to me, all I know is my name and what I am."

"It's alright Yoru. I trust you," I said since her tone sounded honest and her expression looked genuine. But I wasn't the only one whom she needed to convince.

"But how is that possible? You should at least know something about yourself if you are a reincarnated spirit," Flare said. It looked like she still couldn't trust her completely.

"It doesn't matter what you think birdbrain. As long as Nara trusts me, I am okay."

"Master can be easygoing, I am not. I still don't trust you, not one bit."

I was clueless as to how I could solve this misunderstanding between them. I couldn't just ask Flare to trust her. Neither could I ask Yoru to tell us more about herself when she is saying that she herself had no idea.

"Just let them be like this kid. It will take some time, but they will get along eventually. You can't expect them to be buddies just by talking things through."

"Yeah, I guess you are right."

Forcing someone to get along never ends up well. By the way they were acting, I could tell that talking things through wouldn't solve anything. Some people naturally don't get along, so the best thing one could do here is just let them be as they are and wait for them to get along naturally. That way they would be able to create a genuine bond.

"Okay, now let's move on then"—I looked at Flare—"I pretty much have a basic understanding of spirits, but I still don't understand the difference between an ordinary and a divine spirit."

"Master, the difference is actually simple. Ordinary spirits are chosen by masters to serve them. But we divine spirits can only be summoned by the chosen ones. We are purely made up of mana and can manipulate the surrounding mana on our own, so we are not completely reliant on our masters as they are. And then there is the obvious difference in strength."