y/n pov:

*How long has it been..? 7... no.. 8 centuries.. Hmm.. that seems to be right.. This is my 800th year..

As a demi-goddess, I've reached the immortal deity realm but why does it seem, desolate. And as immortals, we cultivate to be the best, leading the world of immortals. I've only received 4 disciples in my lifetime, and they all had treated me like they're own mother, I see them as my own, they are my children. I've trained them to their maximum potential and they now became great leaders in their generation. They started their own sects in an alternate world now.. the fairy world, where all cultivators in the universe were, while I'm here on Earth, living like every other human. Learning their way of life.

It's the year 1470 and humans had long lost the arts of cultivation. I've been around for 800 years to see humans evolve, travelling to learn everything about humans, endless long nights, the time passed day by day. I've seen all sorts of pursuits, people in the brothel having drinks, humans having a great time through small chats and quiet roads.

Linguistics, spoken languages, I've learned it all. Despite some being greedy and selfish, they have such short lifespan. Humans have such a way to portray life, money and status, is almost what they all think of. And there's something else humans called, love.

Humans, such frail creatures.

Love.. what is this.. love..?

I don't quite understand this particular word, but I assume it's what the gods want me to know.

"Someone you feel deep affection to, a feeling of secure."

There's nothing else to take care of as in now. I had my responsibilities, now I'm done with it. What else am I supposed to do..? Waiting for what it seems like millenniums, where are they..? How long do I have to wait?

The gods above the heavens had set my destiny from the very beginning, but how long do I again have to wait? All these years, there's nothing to my very existence.. all I want is to have someone to cherish, I'm fated with 7 but none had come.

I want to feel what humans tend to feel..

loved.

I think it's about time, let me just let go of this pitiful, sorrowful life of mine. I have nothing to lose do I*?

And with that, I fell into nothingness.

It all came to an end where there is darkness, there is despair.

When I thought all was lost, I heard a voice. Someone had woke me up from my slumber.

"Hey."

hmm..

"Why are you here, little one?"

"Why did you choose this path of death?"

...

My existence.. has no value.

"I gave you eternal life, and you chose this route instead."

who are you*..

"Little one, they're waiting for you."

you're not answering my question-

"They're waiting for you*."

who..?

"The ones who you were waiting for your whole life."

They're waiting.. for me..?

"Yes."

"Now, go."

what how-

before I could finish the last thing it had spoken was..

"Awaken,

let the eternal monarch reborn."