"Using the last of his strength, our god commanded the trees and greenery to grow amidst the snowy landscape, creating a sanctuary for our survival. Even though this world was fertile, it still strained his weakened body, further bringing him half a step across to death's door."
High King Eldric paused a storm of emotions flickering in his eyes before he closed them, inhaling and exhaling deeply as if to regain his composure.
"As such, unsure of how long he could survive, he chose the only course available to a god for his children - sacrifice. He used the last of his remaining powers to heal all those still alive, formed a protective shield around the sanctuary, and ensured its continued prosperity even after his death," he continued solemnly.
"However, before his death, he entrusted the only items he had left to the sole remaining divine apostle of the Pixie race to safeguard us and our new home."
