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"Ascending into gods is one path, but you should walk another," I said. "Your blessings have now made you into our Heroes and Saints, this should enhance your powers enough to be capable of fighting against what's coming... Now, Root, tell us, what did you see?"
"I suppose it's mostly what you already know," Root smiled, looking at us with his bright green eyes. "But first, I must tell you about my own origins... After growing this entire time, I have finally learned who I am, and what is my purpose."
"Your purpose?" Alma wondered. "You... I remember meeting you when you were only a Grass Dragon, a little dragon cub made of grass and branches, and since then we've been fighting together, and as you ate Mana Cores you grew bigger..."
"Indeed, but there was always something else to me, my memories... as I grew, they continued coming back to me," Root said. "I learned who I was... and my purpose, alongside who was the one that revived me."
"...Revived you?" Benladann asked.
