The Hero’s and the Girl’s wedding preparations were going along without any major issues.
Before the wedding began, I had prepared a beachside venue, where several gates appeared as those who received invitations revealed themselves.
By tearing the tickets attached to the invitations, portals that transcended space were created, allowing guests to enter through them.
The guests were astonished by the existence of these space-defying gates. Especially the mages from Procyon.
Of course, the dwarves and elves were equally shocked, but the mages from Procyon, realizing the gates were magically conjured, were even more astounded than the other guests.
I stepped forward before the amazed guests, giving a small bow as I spoke.
“Welcome to the Hero’s wedding, everyone.”
For this occasion, I was dressed in a rather impressive gown. Thanks to this, I got to see the guests’ eyes widen amusingly—always entertaining!
Normally, I only wear loose white robes, but for today, I decided on an actual proper dress!
In this era where rough leather and coarse cloth are all there is, such attire is exceedingly rare. It’s no surprise their eyes widened like that.
“Please take your seats. We’ll begin the ceremony shortly.”
Looking around, I could see my own children in human form, representatives from the dwarves and elves, a few mages from Procyon… the King and Queen of Arcadia, and even the God of Beasts.
And since representatives never travel alone, the number of guests had multiplied several times over the original invitations sent out.
Strangely enough, near the beach, a few mermaids were waving at us too.
It seemed Tethys, one of the guests, must have informed the merfolk, and they came to celebrate the Hero’s wedding.
Hmm… I almost forgot about the merfolk, but hey, more guests are always better. One more attendee is always welcome.
Once all the guests were seated, and the bride and groom were ready…
“Now we shall begin the wedding.”
Thus, the Hero’s wedding commenced.
—
The girl saw the sea for the first time.
A vast expanse of azure water with pristine white foam blossoms blooming and fading, creating a mesmerizing scene.
Amongst this view, figures with fish-like lower bodies leaped gracefully into the air before diving back into the ocean—a surreal landscape.
To the girl, who grew up in a small mountain village, all this must have felt unreal.
But every bit of it was real.
“Now it’s your turn.”
Behind her stood the Dragon Priestess, her savior and now family to the Hero, extending a hand to guide her forward.
The girl entered the bridal preparation room and gazed at herself in the mirror for the first time—seeing someone unfamiliar yet transformed by magic.
She took a deep breath, rose from her seat, and walked forward in a flowing white gown that whispered softly with each step.
Yet, she felt undeserving of such luxury: marrying the Hero, wearing this beautiful dress, seeing the sea for the first time, and getting married by the sea.
Why was she granted such fortune? What had she done before losing her memories to deserve such blessings?
Though unable to fully understand her luck, she eventually accepted it, letting go of questions.
The Dragon Priestess simply nudged her forward, hoping she would bring happiness to the Hero in her stead.
Thus, the girl opened the door and moved forward, passing through the grand doors, past numerous guests, toward the Hero in formal attire.
So, the Hero and the girl lived happily ever after.
— End of the First Hero’s Adventure —
Historical accounts mention that the Hero’s wedding followed an entirely different style compared to traditional ceremonies of the time, sparking various theories.
One suggests it was later romanticized by future generations, while another claims this style became the norm due to its influence.
—
Fairy tales might have ended with “and they lived happily ever after,” but reality wasn’t so simple.
Stories may conclude, but life goes on.
Free from the duties of being a Hero, he put down his sword and chose a peaceful life with the girl.
I also stayed nearby, keeping my promise to remain with the Hero until his final days, settling into a small cottage near their home.
Though they invited me to live with them, it felt intrusive to stay in the couple’s cozy embrace.
With fewer monster threats, my responsibilities as the Goddess of Life mainly involved overall supervision…
Ah, and creating something akin to Heaven remained on my to-do list.
Since I already had some ideas, I could take my time figuring it out.
For now, I’d enjoy a peaceful life in this quaint countryside village.
—
One year after the Hero’s wedding…
The Hero and his wife welcomed a child.
Considering their frequent passionate nights, having a child was inevitable.
Despite their advanced age, both were physically young, making conception straightforward.
Their newborn was a frail baby girl.
Smaller and weaker than usual, born roughly two months premature—an uncommon survival scenario in this era.
I gently cradled the breathless infant.
The mother lay exhausted, asleep, while the Hero struggled to maintain composure upon realizing his child wasn’t breathing.
In this situation, I was the calmest presence.
“Sis… Is she alright?”
“Don’t worry. Have you forgotten who I am?”
The chances of survival for a premature infant were slim—but that’s assuming I wasn’t here.
Examining the baby’s fading vitality, I noticed her fragile body and weak life force. Strengthening it outright could backfire disastrously.
Still, if I couldn’t save this little one, how could I call myself the Goddess of Life?
Carefully weaving my magical power into her incomplete form, I fortified her underdeveloped body.
Gradually, her tiny frame stabilized as I completed what nature hadn’t finished.
“Everything will be fine now.”
Her breathing returned to normal.
If only incubators existed in this era, things would’ve been easier—but this method worked just fine.
Saving this child was worth the effort.
“Thank you, Sis…”
“Nonsense, she’s yours, but to me, she’s family. This was nothing.”
Watching the peacefully breathing baby, I smiled faintly.
This child would be fine.
—
Or so I thought…
“Auntie!”
“Indeed, this rambunctious one.”
I affectionately ruffled the hair of the once-premature infant, now a lively young girl.
However, using my magic to reconstruct her body caused unintended side effects. Her physical traits were becoming eerily similar to mine and my avatars.
Currently, only her silver hair betrays this resemblance, but as time passes, she’ll grow less human.
This outcome won’t bode well for her.
Clearly, I need to discuss this with the Hero soon.
We can’t leave this unresolved.
