Reincarnated; Nine Tailed Fox With A Temper

CHAPTER 12

Morning came fast and the sun quickly rose. The sun's rays seeped through Alya's window and landed on her face. Her hair seemed to glimmer under the light, as well as her delicate face which appeared to be transparent.

Seconds later, her eyelids flew open to reveal glowing fiery orbs that sparkled under the sun's reflective rays. She quickly shielded her face from the sudden brightness with a groan.

"Where am I?"

Her eyes were hazy, and the rest of her senses were still numb from sleep. She slowly scanned her surroundings but found nothing familiar.

She wasn't in her room anymore?

She rubbed her eyes, confused by what was going on. She unconsciously touched the bed with her palm, it was surprisingly soft.

"Huh?"

She slowly glanced over at the window beside her and peeped through it. She gazed at the scene of what seemed to be a charming old-world village, with the streets bustling with strange-looking people in archaic attire.

It took her a while to fully grasp what she was seeing. Her once hazy eyes became bloodshot at the sudden realization.

"So it's not a dream........"

'I had really died.....'

With a frown, Alya slowly sat back down on the soft and comfy bed. Her brows then furrowed as she pondered deeply.

She had indeed died on earth and had reincarnated into another world, a world full of magic and monsters.

She had consciously pinched herself just in case, but nothing happened, she only felt the pain and had caused a small bruise on her forearm.

This was undeniably real. She had reincarnated.

She had surely seen an old man flying in the air and was taken home by a mysterious cat girl.

'Mysterious indeed.......' she muttered cautiously as she bit her nails.

Her sudden thought made her senses go numb.

"Nyx......."

In Alya's way of thinking, it was definitely strange. Why would someone who knew nothing about her easily take her in, feed her, and use her own money to buy tons of things for her, with no ulterior motives?

Alya couldn't shake the thoughts from her mind, the idea had reached her countless times within a single day.

Nyx was a strange girl she had just met the moment she appeared in Dosir. A girl she knew nothing about, from a world she knew nothing of. A girl that could no doubt kill her if she wanted to. It seemed too good to be true.

She had really let her guard down in just one day. What if Nyx had murdered her while she slept, or maybe she had planned to sell her off to the so-called 'teacher' she talked about yesterday?

Her breath ceased the moment she felt Nyx's dense and chaotic aura for the first time. Alya did not know how she could see it, but she did, for a brief moment. Alya's thoughts were all over the place, she could feel a shiver go down her spine.

She had gotten too relaxed, just because she had left her world and had reincarnated into a fantasy one. As long as there were people, there was danger. Alya felt conflicted; she didn't know whether to stay or to run away.

'Can I even run away? Even if I could, where would I go?'

She felt hopeless; she knew absolutely nothing; she was more defenseless, even more so than a child.

The only thing she could do was sit and wait; maybe she was overthinking it.

Alya unconsciously glanced over at the drawer beside her bed, her eyes narrowed at the wooden box perched on top.