Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!

Chapter 1170: A New Little Pal



Myconidas came along, as he continued weeping on my shoulders for a little while, until we arrived in the world of the living, as I teleported here, he stopped crying almost instantly.

"Woah, so many colors!"

His big eyes shone brightly as he glanced around his surroundings. And right away, I felt a few things coming from him, a strange aura that emanated a lot of dust-like particles.

"Alright Myconidas, welcome to the world of the living!" I said. "In here you have to be more careful with not hurting people, alright? You naturally emanate an aura of cursed spores; can you maintain it within you?"

"Huh?" he wondered. "I do that?"

I facepalmed.

"D-Didn't Hel ever told you about it?"

"She did?"

I think she has but he just forgot about it!

I can tell this child is quite... not so bright, perhaps because they're a mushroom and their processing abilities are different, maybe.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Whatever the case, he has to learn many things.

"Anyways, yes you do that, and you need to learn to keep it, try please?" I asked.

I could conjure a veil and do it for him, but I want to see the mushroom doing their own job so they can begin growing stronger by realizing they must work hard.

Nonetheless, I generated a domain in the form of a bubble to isolate him from the outside world while he tried.

"Um... Um, okay..." they muttered shyly. "Um... W-Will I see Hel-sama ever again?"

"Yes! You will!" I nodded. "As long as you grow stronger, you can see her again, even join her back home."

"Ohh... R-Really?" they asked cutely, their cute black eyes turned slightly purple. "Then... I have to do my best... Hel-sama wasn't wrong... about me... I'm weak and pathetic... I was... I always brag about my origins but... I don't really have anything to show off for myself, I'm a failure of a God, sniff..."

As he tried to conjure his powers, he started crying.

They had lived for hundreds of thousands of years...

Yet they had tried their best, but never achieved anything.

The girl that raised them, who had so many expectations, ended being disappointed.

Hel didn't have to be so mean to him, to be honest...

But I can also understand where she's coming from.

If she didn't let them go, they would never progress.

"Come on now, you're not a failure of a God!" I said, patting his mushroom cap. "I am sure you've got amazing latent potential. Your Divine Ember is enormous and strong! You just need the proper training."

"...Really?" they wondered, looking at me with puppy eyes.

Despite living for so long, their mentality was indeed still that of a child.

And I don't think it was because of being spoiled by Hel.

It might be because that's just how they are, their nature as a living being, perhaps they progress much slowly mentality-wise.

"Yes, really! So do your best!" I said. "Let's do our best, alright?"

"O-Okay!" they nodded. "I-I'll do my best... so Hel-sama no longer hates me for being so useless..."

Myconidas looked at their tiny hands, glowing with some sort of power.

That's... Divinity?!

That easily!

Was landing in the world of the living awakened something within him or...

Was this triggered by emotions? The strong emotions he feels...

FLUOSH!

The aura he emanated, which could probably kill countless lives without him realizing, suddenly went back to their body, absorbed completely.

She looked at me with a cute smile, their hands suddenly glowing less brightly until the power they emanated dissipated.

"Did you see?" she asked cutely. "I did it, auntie! I-I did... something... finally... sniff..."

"Well done! There's no need to cry! I am sure you'll accomplish even better things in the future!" I said, holding his hands gently and lifting them. "Let's work together, Myconidas! I have a bunch of people I'm sure you'll love to see and met!"

"Um... really?" he wondered.

"Yes, really!" I patted her head. "Let's go, hold my hand."

"Okay!" they quickly jumped off the table, accompanying me as the Spirits around me also noticed the new summon I had.

A new little friend had joined the party, one that I'll have to take care of... Just how many little monsters will I have to babysit now?

Well, Hel did see my talent at babysitting children, so I guess she saw on me as the only

option.

Huh, though she could have been a little nicer about the whole ordeal.

Honestly... she was quite rough with the child.

Myconidas potential, and that Divine Ember he has, they're definitely powerful.

There's also something else within them I can feel.

The Soul they possess, it is being connected to something.

Something that has yet to be formed fully.

A Divine Throne, maybe?

A God born from the corpse of another...

If Myconidas is truly like that, then they might truly be very special.

Inside of her castle in the depths of the Realm of Helheim, Hel glanced at a mirror while sitting over her skeleton throne, completely alone in her own room.

The mirror constantly shifted its imagery, showing photo-like projections of ancient times. This was a mirror gifted to her by her father when she was but a baby, allowing her to record

moments.

And such ancient moments she reminisced were all when she was with Myconidas.

When she was a little baby carrying a small black and purple colored mushroom attached to a white bone piece and smiling.

Another time when she was slightly older, walking around with the mushroom resting over her head, the mushroom already had tiny hands, and smiled cutely.

Another time when she was already a teenager, smiling with Myconidas sitting over her legs,

having a meal with her siblings.

Little Myconidas was stuffing himself with a lot of nether watermelon back then...

Hel caressed the mirror as she glanced at the scenes, as tears fell from her eyes.

"Good luck..." she sighed. "I'm sorry for being rough but... If I hadn't been like that, I could

have never let you go..."

She looked at more and more photos, only growing sadder.

The mirror was then fixated to one photo where she was cuddling with Myconidas in her bed,

hugging them like her child.

"I'm going to miss you..."