Chapter 13: The Awakening Girl
In a simple room, the silver-haired girl slowly opened her eyes.
“Ah, I’m so thirsty.”
The girl tossed aside the quilt, got out of bed on her bare feet, and walked over to the table. She picked up the kettle, poured herself a glass of water, and drank it down in big gulps.
“Ah, that’s refreshing.”
With the water in her belly, the girl’s consciousness instantly cleared up a bit. She looked around, her small face filled with contemplation.
“Where am I?”
Suddenly, her gaze fell upon a full-length mirror in the corner of the room.
In the mirror stood a fifteen-year-old girl, wearing only a white shirt and white underwear. She had a head of pure silver hair and ruby-like eyes, as well as delicate skin and an incredibly cute and beautiful face.
“Who is that girl? She’s so pretty.” The girl couldn’t help but marvel inwardly, “Silver hair and red eyes really suit my taste. If only I didn’t lack a physical form, I’d be all over her.”
Having thought of this, the girl smiled wryly, picked up her cup again, and took another sip of water.
Huh?
Wait a minute?
Aren’t I supposed to be without a physical form? Why am I drinking water?
And this thing in front of me, isn’t it just a poster? Why is it moving?
So, this is actually a mirror, right?
Uh… mirror.
The girl couldn’t help but pinch her own cheek, and the girl in the mirror followed suit.
She squeezed her cheek again, and the girl in the mirror did the same.
This…
The girl displayed a face full of confusion.
Oh, I understand now, I must still be half-asleep.
With that thought, the girl climbed back into bed, pulled up the quilt, and lay down again.
“Time to sleep.” The girl slowly closed her eyes and mumbled, “As long as I wake up, everything will return to normal.”
…
…..
Of course, it’s impossible to sleep!
Under the covers, a pair of beautiful legs rubbed against each other, the unprecedented silky touch causing the girl’s heart to race.
After a moment, the girl could no longer hold back. She stretched out her sinful hands and slipped them under her shirt and into her underwear.
It was a completely new sensation she had never experienced before.
Unlike Zeke’s body, which was top-heavy and bottom-flat, this body was curvy up top and flat below.
Unlike Gideon’s cold and ethereal body, this body was soft and warm, like cotton candy, very pleasant to touch.
This is a girl’s body.
The girl blushed, slowly opened her eyes, lifted the quilt, and, barefoot, stood in front of the mirror again.
“So beautiful.” Looking at herself in the mirror, the girl couldn’t help but exclaim. She reached out to touch the mirror, her palm meeting the image of herself, “Who are you? Why am I here?”
Confused and puzzled, there were too many things she couldn’t understand.
She remembered that she had already died.
Under the curse of the Saint Lania Barrier, the triple attack of the Apophis Meteor and the light of the Hero’s Holy Sword had reduced her health points to zero.
In theory, she should have turned to ash, yet here she was waking up in the body of such a cute girl.
Could it be that her soul fragments had descended to the mortal realm, attaching themselves to this child and occupying her flesh?
This…
A sense of guilt instantly washed over her heart.
Such a lovely young girl, and yet her heart was being eroded by a dirty Shadow Demon. How tragic!
But just then, the girl remembered something else.
The Evil God’s gift.
The girl gently pinched her own cheek.
Smooth, delicate, without a single flaw, it even had an ethereal quality to it.
To possess such beauty without any power backing it.
This child, perhaps it truly was the hand of a deity.
But why?
Why would the Evil God give her such a body? What was the purpose of this?
The girl sighed helplessly; there was too little information available, and she really couldn’t grasp the current situation.
Huh? What’s this?
The girl suddenly noticed the bracelet on her right hand. She took it off and held it in her palm.
“This is…”
It was a finely crafted bracelet, smooth to the touch, with an unknown material used to make it.
Suddenly, a cold aura began to rise from it.
It was obscure, dim, like an abyss.
“This aura…” The girl’s eyes filled with shock as she stared at the bracelet in disbelief, “This, isn’t this my (Gideon’s) core? How did it turn into this?”
While turning the core of a Demon Tribe into magical jewelry or weapons was quite common in the human realm, her core was different; it belonged to the strongest Demon King in history, resilient beyond measure. Only the essence of a Holy Sword could harm it in even a minor way.
She completely did not believe anyone could forge or refine her core, not even a Hero.
In her memory, the only one capable of such a feat would probably be that person.
The Evil God.
The girl clenched her fists.
Damn that Evil God, I really don’t know what he has in mind.
First, he made her reborn, then he unleashed the Apophis Meteor to attack Joy, leaving her helpless, forcing her to confront the human realm head-on and die again.
Then she was reborn again, transforming into a soft girl, and she still had a part of her former self (core) with her.
Wow, this operation is incredibly insulting.
“Hmph.” The girl snorted coldly, silently vowing that if she ever got the chance, she would make the one called the Evil God pay dearly.
After her anger, the girl shifted her gaze back to the silver bracelet.
Since it was made from her (Gideon’s) core, it definitely wouldn’t be an ordinary bracelet; it must have some profound secrets.
But how should she use it?
The girl pondered for a moment and then slipped the bracelet back onto her wrist.
A cold yet familiar aura radiated out, and the girl raised her right hand, focusing her spirit to synchronize her aura with that of the bracelet.
In the next moment, silver light flashed, and a strange interface appeared before the girl.
Nice!
The corners of the girl’s mouth lifted, her face filled with pride.
I’m really impressive, I succeeded on the first try, that’s amazing.
Hmm?
The Evil God’s Message Board.
The girl paused slightly, without thinking, she clicked on it.
The interface changed, and that familiar message board appeared before her again.
…
Looking at the messages left by the Evil God, the girl’s anger flared up again. Just as she was about to start giving the Evil God a piece of her mind, another interface popped up.
Offline…
“Fck!”
“Are you pretending to be dead while offline?”
“Come out, you damned raccoon! If you’re a man, show yourself and face me!”
Ahhhh!
The girl frantically grabbed her hair, feeling a painful frustration, having that fiery feeling with nowhere to vent.
After a moment, she patted her chest, sighed helplessly, and said, “Sigh, never mind, calm down, calm down, a gentleman takes his revenge ten years is not too late.”
And just then.
“What revenge are you talking about?”
A gentle female voice came from behind her. The girl turned sharply to see a girl who looked to be about her age standing at the door, smiling brightly at her.
“Hey, Sleeping Beauty, you finally woke up.”
