Hayoung’s Spirit Lamp Backstory


 * Note: This dialogue was from Korean. It needs a translate checking and proofreading.

I do not know when 'half-breed' has been transmitted. However, our family has communicated with souls through it for generations. My father, however, was a royal priest who did not receive the choice of 'half-breed'. So, he became more obsessed with power, which led to oppression for several families. The tyranny of the emperor's power was getting worse, and the anger was piled up silently.

And the war of destruction took everything away. Our family became the target of many enemies, and my father was sacrificed in front of me, entrusting me with half-breed. Even in the procession of evacuation, there were many people who wanted to go out with me, and every time I was kept in sacrifice with me and others. We managed to arrive at the Asgar, and settled in the Mystic Woods with the refugees. After that peaceful days continued. I seemed to be growing up as an ordinary girl, not a daughter of a royal priest or a successor to a family.

The shrine of the family was seen, and the grandfather who was the last owner of "half-breed" stood. The people around them were also the masters of the past 'half-breed'. My grandfather came to me slowly, and grabbed something in his hand. I could feel the energy I had never experienced before. It was so scary because it seemed to change my life. It was then. I felt a warm aura on my shoulders. At the place where I turned my head, there were people who sacrificed for me, including my father. My father said with a sad smile. 'Do not be afraid of a fate that can not be denied. There will be many difficulties in the future, but do not worry. We will all help you.'

At the same time my father finished speaking, light came out slowly from my hand. I was losing my spirit that was getting overwhelmed by the increasingly intense light.

My room was in the spirit. The room filled with cold dawn air was not so dark. As I raised my body, the mother standing next to me gave me something. When I held it in my hand, I felt a strange feeling of passion that I had experienced a long time ago.

The 'half march' was emitting a small light like a new owner.