Return of the Empyrean Arcanist Regalia Magus

Chapter 3: 1,000,000 Years of Slumber

Five days had passed, Nysh could finally move a finger.

"Fuck, I'm starving..." Nysh couldn't help but utter as he sighed, he's feeding himself mana, but it's totally different from having a decent meal.

"Roasted Gordon Monkey or Behemonster Rinocerous would probably be able to fill me in quite nicely." He sighed, but since he could move his finger, it was time to do his magic.

"Greater Healing!"

"Muscle Training!"

"Body Enhancement."

"Stamina Recovery."

"etc. etc. etc."

He used thirty spells in a second.

[Name: Kaiser Nysh Ragus

Level: 1 (9,999)

Title: Gods Slayer, Empyrean Arcanist Regalia Magus

Str: 12 (2,115)

Agi: 8 (4,524)

Vit: 200 (12,345)

Int: 98,188

Status: Normal.]

With his status returning to normal, his attributes did so as well.

He scanned his surrounding, it almost looked like a mausoleum, but there are still lights around it.

He looked at the parchments left behind by people, well, most likely his six friends.

He looked at them and couldn't help but smile: "Why would they need to write a letter when I just slept a single night... And why would they place me here when they can just return me to my shack... Ha, these people, really."

He picked a parchment made out of monster skin and read it.

[My friend, it's been a year since I've last visited you, as you can see, I learned how to write from Rae, I needed to beg for a month to actually learn it.

But you see, nah, I just missed you, you know, after the seven of us, no one had ever risen to greater strength, it's probably due to lack of danger.

We're slowly building ourselves some more decent houses you see, I even made a massive house made out of elven wood, well, Ygdrassil got mad at me for it.

Well, I seriously can't wait for you to wake up, I have tons of stories to tell yah! -Bihyoho.]

"A year?!" Nysh couldn't help but be bewildered.

He picked another parchment and read it.

[This is Valkyrae, I hope that you're doing fine and well, you see, it's been twenty years since you entered your sleep, but seriously, who would have known that Nikikoi actually like me, after he confessed and I rejected it, it became awkward for the seven of us.]

He picked another one.

[Nysh, you know, I really like to get your blessing for our wedding, seriously, Nikikoi is just wild, but somehow, that's just how I came to like him.]

Nysh looked at all the parchments, there are even these weird thin things that looked like it'll break easily, he picked it up and read.

[Aye brat, you humans definitely invent good pieces of stuff, this is called 'paper' it can easily be stored and written into, but it's quite delicate, unlike parchments we've used, oh right, we've invented a few things.

Damn it, if we had this, we could've won the war much better with your strength increasing by folds!

It's called an armament, I've created it myself! Try it when you wake up, it's been a hundred years already, Valkyrae had already become old, yet, you still look like a child.]

"A hundred..." He couldn't help but utter.

He picked another one.

[Hello friend, I am Nikikoi, a hundred years already since Valkyrae passed away, I just want to drink this bottle with you, I actually hoped you'd be awake just this once, hahaha, but I guess I was hoping too much.

My friend, it's been five hundred years since you slept... why are human lives so short... half of a beastkin's life... couldn't you all have at least a dwarf's life?

Anyway, I was here to be sad, be with you in these lonely times. My people are pushing me to get married, but can they really blame me for loving a single woman all my life?

I think I should pass my throne now.]

He picked one more.

[Hey, Valkyrae and I couldn't stand this racism thing, the beastkin actually kept pressuring me to marry a beastkin! Do you know that? We saved the world and couldn't even do whatever we want? Isn't this too much?

Anyway, my visit to you would probably become lesser and lesser, Valkyrae and I had decided to leave, I wanted to just destroy this so-called council bullshit they invented, but Valkyrae said that we should and just let things go on, develop each race, so yeah, we've decided to separate, bring most of the people that wish to join us, establish a place where any race can live as they please.

So that's for now, I'll see you again.]

Nysh slumps on the ground and sighs, all of these letters...

He looked at the mountainous piles of letters divided into six, which were probably, each of his friends' letters.

Nysh looked at it and smiled: "I'd probably finish this novel just from reading all of these..."

He then started chanting: "Aid Magic: Timestamp!"

All of the letters started to be get stacked depending on the time they were left.

But what he wanted to know the most is, how long had he slept, and if that's the case, the number of letters meant the time that his friends had lived...

Seeing how Valkyrae's was around 300 to 400 letters, made his heartache.

Next his Argus who had 500 or so letters, followed by Nikikoi and Bihyoho's letters with as many letters as his.

Suparna's letters were a mountain as well, but looking at the right, it's almost negligible, and if he wants to know how long he had lived, the last letter from this bunch is what he needed to look at.

And as expected.

[I know, that once you wake up, you'd probably want to know how long you've been sleeping, I probably won't be able to answer it right now, but... as of writing this last letter, you've been asleep for 500,000 years, I've also reached the limit a high elf's lifespan... Nysh, I wanted to know the answer at least for once... do you...] A liquid had clearly fallen beside this paper, he then looked below for the continuation and sighed.

[I've had the dwarves make a few special chests, I call them Time Chests, it represents time, I probably wouldn't know how long you've been asleep, but at the very least, this could answer some of your worries.

There are ten boxes stacked together, opening one, which means, you've slept for a hundred thousand years after this letter, each box signifies a hundred thousand years.

Nysh, this is my last letter, I hope that you could live the rest of your years in peace... but as I've said before, the world had already become chaotic, I just wish... that it'll be peaceful once you've awoken once more.

Nysh, I love you, and goodbye.]

Nysh felt heartache, he dearly wished that it was only a day after he received this letter, at the very least, he could see his last friend's funeral, at least one of them!

He immediately opened the box indicated by Ygdrassil.

"Please don't open..." Nysh uttered, but soon as he tried to open the box, it did so itself!

One!

Tears fell from his eyes, he may have lived for millions of years, but he's still an 18-year-old child! He started to sob a little.

Two!

Each box he opened, his heart ached in pain, memories of his friends fighting together appeared in his mind, he couldn't help but sob loudly as he tried to open the 3rd one.

Three!

Four!

Five!

Nysh tried the sixth, but it didn't budge an inch, he cried, for the first time in his life, he cried tears of sorrow and regret, why couldn't he have died instead of sleeping!

Why?! His chest tightened much harder, remembering his friends' time together with him, he couldn't help but weep.