What if there was a Magic Knight with Cosmic Magic?
Who is she to the Vermillion Family? What is her story?
Mynx was orphaned as a baby, abandoned by her family right outside of a familiar village. The only difference is that a certain eldest siste...
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I felt like I was floating. Weightless, adrift, as if the world I knew had melted away. Nothing felt real. Where am I?
I opened my eyes slowly, blinking at the surreal scene before me. A massive door loomed in the distance, its wooden surface adorned with intricate gold symbols that shimmered faintly in the light—if you could even call it light. Everything here seemed soft and ethereal, like a dream I couldn't quite grasp. How did I get here?
"Hello,"
Startled, I turned to find the source. My breath hitched. A woman stood a few steps away, radiating an otherworldly glow. Her brown hair cascaded like rivers of silk, and her silver eyes seemed to pierce straight into my soul. Something about her tugged at me—a strange pull I couldn't explain, like I was drawn to her essence.
"Do I know you?"
She laughed and smiled at me, wow her smile is bright,
"You do, but you don't,"
I tilted my head to the side, cryptic much?
"How do I know you?"
She stepped closer to me,
"You did in a past life,"
I looked down at my hands and back at her,
"Past life,"
She nodded,
"Yes. You were once my best friend, my platonic soulmate,"
"What happened,"
She smiled sadly,
"I died. And you lived,"
Died? Her words echoed in my mind, but then—wait. The fight!
Memories came rushing back, hitting me like a tidal wave. Luna was in trouble. Zenon was overpowering her. My heart raced as panic clawed at me.
"I have to wake up! My family needs me!"
She stepped in front of me. Who the hell does she think she is? Trying to stop me?
"Take a moment. I need to tell you something,"
I crossed my arms,
"Hurry up then. My girlfriend is in trouble!"
This lady is starting to piss me off with her staring,
"What do you remember, Aphi?"
I blinked at her, confused. What do I remember? I sighed heavily, closing my eyes. Images flashed through my mind—Zenon's relentless attacks, Luna struggling to keep up, the cold, unrelenting force of his magic. He was trying to catch her off guard. I placed a trembling hand over my chest, a shudder running through me.
"I. I died. Didn't I?"
She nodded. My chest ached with guilt. Oh, Luna. I'm so sorry.
