成長的前世

I once destroyed the last hope of an entire world.

Or perhaps... I was the hope itself. I just didn't know it yet.

But even goddesses have pasts they cannot forget.

This is the story of how I died — and how a single seed changed everything.

When the gods went to war, the earth paid the price.

Mother

Lina, listen to me. Keep this alive. No matter what happens — keep it alive.

Her mother never came back. But the seed in her palm was still warm.

Days blurred together. She ate whatever she could find — moldy bread, bitter roots, rainwater from puddles.

Lina

Mama... I'm sorry. I don't think I can keep my promise.

Lina

If I'm going to die here... then at least let something live.

She gave it her water. She gave it her shade. She gave it her warmth. She kept nothing for herself.

In a world where nothing had grown for years — a sprout broke through the dead earth.

But as the sprout grew stronger, she grew weaker. Her life was flowing into the earth.

Lina

So that's what I am. I'm not watering a seed. I'm feeding it... with my life.

Boy

Thank you, big sister. Because of you, my mama stopped crying.

Lina

Mama, I kept my promise. It's alive. They're all alive.

And then — the world remembered how to breathe. From that single tree, life exploded across the dead continent.

Deep within the tree, something slept. Not dead — waiting. Years passed. Decades. Centuries.

Sprout

I am Sprout — Goddess of Growth. And I will never let this world wither again.

Chapter 2: The Price of Green — Coming Soon