LOGIN"You will inhabit a new persona. You will live as an honest and powerful being. You'll be the key to tranquility in the Luminary!"
"You have nothing to fear. Wherever you are, I will protect and guide you. Claim that body that is yours. Make your second life meaningful!" "Keep in mind that you will be the means to unite the kingdom." "Luna Janus Jayson, I brought your soul here to give you a second chance in life. You'll be staying here to fight for your life and what's right. You will be strong. You will be Princess Alessia Keren Endymion, Luminary's future ruler! I, Goddess Nova, the creator of Luminary, command you, and I bestow my blessings upon you!" The girl gasped when she woke up, as if she had come from a deep sleep. She blew out and inhaled a few more times before her breathing was normal. The girl sighed as she found herself with no injuries on her face. "Thankfully, my face is fine; I really thought Mendez had killed me." She said to herself. She once again expelled air in gratitude; however, this was the extent of her response upon observing the surface on which he was lying. Luna was absolutely sure that there was nothing like this in their home! Her parents were gamblers and drunkards. They can never afford this luxury! Luna noticed her own body resting on an opulent bed, adorned with an expensive bed cover and blanket. It's only now that she finds herself in this bed. It was very soft and felt like cotton. The girl swallowed, realizing that this was not the only luxury she was observing as she tried to move her eyes around. "Holy shit!" The girl exclaimed. 'I think I am dreaming!' Luna rubbed her eyes, thinking it was just a dream. She had never seen such things before. The whole room she was in just screamed wealth. This room will feature expensive furniture and vases. The bed she slept in was the size of a whole house. The entire room screamed of gold and shiny things. The chandelier was adorned with diamonds, and even the doorknob was made of gold. She didn't know if it was real gold or not. She slapped herself several times. "Looks like you're still dreaming, Luna." She muttered to herself again. Luna slapped herself hard. She was both hurt and surprised by what had happened. All this is not a dream but reality. The room she was in was real and not a joke. The entire room was equal to four houses back then. She rose from the bed and attempted to stand, but her efforts were thwarted when he noticed the mirror on her left side. Luna's eyes widened. She stood up and quickly approached the mirror. She looked around. "T-This is me?" Luna stammered to herself. The girl stood staring at herself in the mirror. "No! It's not me!" The girl spoke to herself in a panic. She squeezed herself multiple times. She couldn't believe that the person in front of her was actually herself. This person simply possesses a beautiful and authoritative body, unlike her own. Luna sat down weakly. Her body had previously been fragile and weak. Although she has numerous pimples on her face, the individual in the mirror is undeniably beautiful and goddess-like. Her nose is shaped, her lips are red, and her black eyes seem to absorb anyone who stares at them. Her hair is simply amazing. It is red in color, and the girl knows that it is not a chemical dye. Her hair has a natural red color. It is the color of courage and strength. This color's hair belongs to the body's owner, not Luna. The girl ruffled her hair. She is frustrated. "This isn't me. What's happening to me?" Because she was really messed up, she asked herself. It seems her memories are still blurry and hazy. Luna saw herself lying in a bed that wasn't hers, and she recognized herself in a body that wasn't hers. Who wouldn't be confused, scared and apprehensive in these times? She forced herself to remember everything. Then something happened to her. When she died at the hands of her bullies, someone stole her soul. Luna became aware of her death at that moment. She died because of his classmates. They killed her. Her soul was taken by a being that she only saw as a light. While floating in the clouds, she stood in front of the light. She saw herself as a lifeless body. "Do you want to live again?" The light asked her. Luna didn't answer, but looked at her lifeless body. Poor Luna lost her life forever. "What do you mean?" Luna asked back to the light. At first she was afraid of the light, but when she felt its warmth, she felt comfortable and relieved. "Do you want to live fighting? Do you want to live without being mocked? Do you want to live with the power to defend yourself?" A very sweet and cold voice spoke. It's just wonderful to hear. Luna was confused. She does not know what to say and do. Is this a prank? "I'm not kidding, Luna. I want you to live again, but not in this world. I want you to have another chance to live and defend yourself. I want you to live like someone who will fulfill the prophecy in another world. I saw your suffering in this world, so I want to give you two choices," the voice of light told her honestly. "Your first choice is to die forever without doing anything for yourself. The second is to live in another body, but you have to struggle through things to fulfill the prophecy I bestowed." The light additionally voiced explanation. Luna's mouth opened and closed. She understands what the light is saying, but why is she still among all the dead? "I chose you because I see you as honest and wise. I chose you because I know you care about the weak and the poor. I chose you because I am confident in your ability to do what is right." Said the voice that read her thoughts. Luna didn't speak. She is wise and weighs what the light says. This light doesn't belong in this world. This world is different from the one to which she belongs. She understood that her desires were not compatible with the world in which he died. Luna stared at the light. She couldn't discern any negative aspects in the light's reflection, particularly given that her body was merely a frigid object beneath her feet, receiving no attention from others. "Will I be useful in the world you bring me to?" She asked. "You aren't not only useful. You'll be a great person in that world. I will make sure of that." Luna smiled at the voice's words. "Then I agree." No doubt, the girl said. In this world, she has nothing but sorrow to return to. Luna agreed, knowing she had no chance in this world. She will not be given a second chance to become a righteous person in this world. The girl sees the light coming towards her. She was surprised by what enveloped her entire soul. The light hugged her. Luna felt the heat coming from it. Heat full of rights and cleanliness. "In that case, you, Luna Janus Jayson, are rewarded with the opportunity to live again in the person of Princess Alessia Keren Endymion. I reward you for living again in the form of Princess Alessia Keren Endymion. You, whom I have chosen, will be my representative in the new world you will live in. You will enforce peace in the entire world of Luminary. I am Nova; the creator of Luminary promises that the souls of Luna Janus and Alessia Keren will find their desired dreams." The light was filled with authority, and Luna realized she was speaking to the gods who had placed their trust in her. The young woman was no longer surprised; she just closed her eyes, and all the memories of the body that she would become came into her mind. All of those painful memories entered her mind. Luna concluded that the body she will be inhabiting is identical to her own. The goddess was completely right in choosing her. "Remember, Luna, that everything you will experience in Luminary is just part of your test. Don't ever be discouraged because you are different in this world than in the world you belonged to before. There is no short cut to any dream; you will take the harder and longer road." When the Goddess said that, Luna was completely engulfed in light, and everything Alessia desired would become her dream to achieve.“Finally, we’re here,” Alessia muttered under her breath as her gaze swept over the bustling streets of Jasperhearth. The city was alive with color and sound, a stark contrast to the quiet, forested paths they had traversed. The cobblestone streets shimmered faintly under the afternoon sun, polished smooth by the steps of countless visitors. Buildings crafted from warm, honey-colored stone rose in elegant tiers, adorned with hanging flower baskets that overflowed with vibrant blossoms. “It’s more beautiful than I imagined,” Sirena said softly, her violet eyes reflecting the golden light of the setting sun. Raizel, ever the skeptic, crossed his arms. “Well, at least it doesn’t reek of smoke and sweat like some of the other cities we’ve been to. I’ll give it that much.”Sirena smirked, nudging him with her elbow. “Look at you, sounding impressed for once. What’s next? You’ll start skipping in joy?”“Shut it,” Raizel retorted, rolling his eyes. But even his sharp tone couldn’t hide th
“Are you sure about this?” Kael’thar asked, his voice low and steady as he stood before Alessia. Behind him, the gathered Chimeralys watched with solemn faces, their eyes filled with both gratitude and sorrow. “I am,” Alessia replied firmly, her gaze unwavering as she looked up at the towering iron gates she had built for their safety. The high stone walls, reinforced with her luminousness, loomed over them, a testament to her work and dedication. “Everything is as it should be. You’re ready.” Kael’thar took a step closer, his golden eyes gleaming with emotion. “We owe you everything, Alessia. I…” His voice broke slightly. “We’ll never forget what you’ve done for us.” “You don’t owe me anything,” Alessia said gently. “All I wanted was for you to be safe. What you do from here on is up to you.” Amara, holding little Janus in her arms, stepped forward. Her cheeks were damp with tears, but her smile was radiant. “Thank you, Alessia. Because of you, our son has a future. We have a fut
“Three weeks,” Alessia murmured, standing at the edge of the settlement as the golden sun cast its rays over the Chimeralys village. Her gaze moved over the newly built homes, sturdy and resilient against the mountain's harsh conditions. Smoke rose from chimneys, and laughter echoed through the air. She sighed softly, the faintest hint of pride tugging at her lips. Raizel walked up behind her, arms crossed. “You’ve turned this place around, Alessia. Look at them. They’re thriving.” “They are,” Alessia agreed, her voice tinged with satisfaction. “But there’s still much to do. Survival isn’t just about homes. It’s about sustaining life.” Raizel raised a brow. “And you’ve taught them that too. Look over there.” He pointed to a group of Chimeralys kneeling in the soil, planting seeds Alessia had brought back from her foraging trips. Rows of vegetables and fruit trees were beginning to grow, their green shoots poking through the dark soil. “They’re learning,” Alessia said, turning to w
Kael'thar said, “We’re here,“ and stepped aside to let Alessia and the others go by. Alessia’s boots made a crunching sound as she stepped into the area. She looked around the settlement, and a profound scowl developed on her face. The Chimeralys’ homes, or what they called homes, were just rough shacks. Leaves and animal skins were strung over shaky timber frames that were uneven and barely held together. The roofs were sagging, and water was seeping from the last rain. The scent of dampness and rot was in the air, and Alessia’s chest tightened when she saw youngsters huddled under torn pieces of cloth. “Is this...?“ She started, her voice low in amazement. Kael’thar, who was standing next to her, looked at her face and let out a heavy sigh. “Yes. This is what we've been able to make.” Alessia pointed to the shacks and remarked, “This is not okay. How can you live this way? How can anyone live here?” Kael’thar looked down. “We did what we could. The wilderness is tough, and
“Wake up, everyone! We’re back!” Alessia’s firm voice echoed through the Chimeralys’ hideout as her eyes fluttered open. A faint light from glowing crystal orbs hanging from the cavern walls illuminated the room. She exhaled in relief, scanning the surroundings. The Chimeralys they had rescued were all here, many still in cages. However, those who had remained in the hideout were already rushing to open the locks and set the newcomers free. The sound of creaking iron filled the air, followed by cries of joy as families reunited. A soft smile touched Alessia’s lips as she spotted Lirra, the young girl she had saved, rushing into the arms of her parents. The family embraced tightly, tears streaming down their faces. Alessia’s heart warmed at the sight, a feeling of satisfaction blooming within her. “This,” she murmured under her breath, “is why we fight.” Beside her, Raizel leaned against the cavern wall, watching the joyful reunions with a faint, uncharacteristic smile
“Is this all you’ve got, Drestan?” Alessia’s voice dripped with venom as she thrust her hand forward, unleashing a spray of ignis luminous directly at the fat noble. The orange flames danced with a life of their own, licking at the Count’s gaudy clothes. He flailed, stumbling back and furiously patting at the singed fabric. “You dare!” Count Tahoos Drestan’s voice rose in a trembling fury, his face reddening further as he hurled a sphere of aqua minor Z luminous at her. With a flick of her wrist, Alessia conjured a shield of eurus Luminous, causing the watery attack to fizzle harmlessly. She laughed coldly. “You call that power? How pathetic. Perhaps you should stick to ordering others around. It’s the only thing you seem remotely good at.” The Count’s jaw tightened, his sharp teeth glinting as he bared them in frustration. “Capture her! Kill them all!” He roared at his men, his voice reverberating through the room. A dozen armed guards surged forward, weapons drawn and







