Luna swallowed her own saliva, which was now Alessia. She remembers everything the goddess said and advised her. She is now named Alessia Keren Endymion.
She is now the renegade Princess, and her family is killing her for her influence on the low-class Luminarians. A noble and loyal princess. She is loyal to her people, not to the nobility. 'D*mn. All types of traitors fear Princess Alessia's potential to increase their power.' Luna whispered to herself. Luna already knows all of Alessia's memories. Luna needs to forget being Luna and live as Alessia. The owner of this body has finally rested, and she will initiate and conclude the actions that the entire Luminary wishes for the people. "I apologize, Luna Janus Jayson, but I have to forget you in order to live and have a chance to become a worthy person," she said to herself as she looked in the mirror. "I've had the chance to live again in someone else's person, so I have to fulfill whatever purpose and prophecy Goddess Nova asks of me," she added. Luna caressed the glass that was now Alessia. She will remove Luna's persona from this body and live as Alessia. Alessia and Luna have a lot in common, but this body still has a chance to be worthy. The goddess appointed Luna because she knew she belonged to this world and not to the previous world. "Sorry Luna, I have to leave you because I'm Alessia now." The young woman said to herself. She needed to demonstrate that she was capable, just as Alessia was. The young woman was experiencing sentimental feelings when someone knocked on the room in which she was staying. She swallowed and prepared herself for who would confront her. "Remember, you are Alessia, not Luna." Alessia is self-confident and elegant. Let go of your Luna persona, as you have a mission to accomplish. The girl repeated to herself. She sighed a few more times, then went back to bed and braced herself before speaking. "Come in!" She has authority over anyone who knocks. The door opened, and three people entered. One is a helper. One man has a blue and silver knight shield, while the other is surrounded by an aura that the girl would never imagine she would see. The man exudes the elegance of an authoritative and powerful person; she bears a slight resemblance to him, yet her face is devoid of emotion. "It's good you are awake, Alessia." The man spoke coldly to her. She just nodded. Alessia tried to recall who this person was in her memories. The man in front of her noticed her anxiety and surprise. The man laughed softly and raised an eyebrow at her. "It seems that you didn't remember your uncle? Is it just like how your father planted bad words on me?" He said it mockingly. Alessia softened as there was anger in his voice. Alessia now laughed out loud. She remembered who the person was in front of her. This is the person her father had always cautioned her not to trust, but it seems that what he is saying is a true reflection of his character. "Which father, Uncle? The father who stabbed her own inexperienced daughter in the back? The one he sent to war and died in his knight's hands?" She replied bitterly to her uncle. The man was moved by Alessia's words, as if he didn't believe what he was saying. "You probably saw my situation when you saved me, didn't you? I was supposed to die because my father—no, they all wanted me to die because of my raising influence on Endymion's citizens!" She revealed. Her face had no emotion. Alessia met the uncle's gaze directly. This is the youngest brother of Alessia's mother. The Endymion empire accused the youngest brother of Alessia's mother of being a traitor and rebel, citing her uncle's desire to assassinate the Emperor and seize its power, despite the Duke's genuine concern for the welfare of the Endymion people. The Duke was exiled to the far south in Endymion as per the Empress's request. The Duke has established a small kingdom here, and no one can enter it except for people who want to seek his help. "Well, your father can't really be trusted, especially your older brothers." The Duke spat. 'Priam is such a douche. I felt regret for the way I treated my sister in front of him. That power-hungry Emperor would not be satisfied until he held Luminary in his hand. He is obsessed with torturing his own people. He has no right to be Emperor! I'll help my niece with everything I have!' The Duke pondered. His family, like Alessia, had framed him. They removed him as the Archduke of Endymion. He then pleaded that he had done nothing wrong and was innocent, but no one believed him because while he was being tried, the Emperor's word was the law of Endymion. The Duke believed what the young woman said because he himself had experienced such mistreatment of the Emperor. Duke Andro Carrios is a serious and cold person. He didn't trust anyone because of what he had experienced with the noble people of Endymion, but he wasn't narrow-minded, especially with Alessia. "Thank you so much for saving me, Uncle." Alessia expressed her gratitude to Duke Carrios. Alessia and her uncle were close before, but when he was expelled from the capitol of Endymion, she lost contact with him. "You have nothing to be thankful for, Alessia. I'm your only uncle, so I will help you, especially now that we're both in the same situation," Duke Carrios said, sighing. He signalled the maid to leave and prepare food for Alessia. "What is your current plan? I won't be able to protect you here in the South forever." Duke Carrios stated. Alessia's jaw dropped and her fists clenched. Even if Luna is said to be inside Alessia's body, all of its feelings and emotions remain the same. She is now Alessia, and Luna is no longer in her body. She prefers her previous identity to be forgotten and will not return. When her uncle asked that question, Alessia considered the situation. She had no choice but to stay here for a while and heal. She also needed to be trained to protect herself. She still lacks skill in wielding a sword. All genders here in Luminary are equal; no one discriminates against their gender. Luna used to have martial arts skills, which she could use. Alessia needed to gain power. She needed to spread her influence to other countries. Start by learning about the Luminous and Luminary histories, which Alessia lacks. She looked at the uncle. Even though he is tough, he still has a soft heart for her, knowing very well that her request will not be rejected. "You were the one who taught me to fight with a sword, but no one taught me to use the luminous weapon that my whole family used to fear, Uncle." She told her uncle. The Duke nodded. "My plan is to train hard from the bottom up until I am not really the best at using the sword and Luminous. I am asking for your help, Uncle. You are the only one I can count on besides myself," she added. The two men looked at each other and nodded. It appears that they anticipated what Alessia would say after they saved her. "Alessia, this is Troil Testmi, the Head Knight of the Carrios Dukedom. I know you've met him." Duke Andro Carrios provided an explanation to his niece. Alessia's eyes widened. She knows it. Who doesn't recognize the legendary Knight of Endymion? He is the greatest when it comes to swords and wars. Even though he lacks luminous power, Troil can defeat it with his sword. "He is the legendary knight." The excitement was in Alessia's tone. The owner of this body held this in high regard. Alessia looked up to Troil. "He will teach you, but if the conversation is luminous, no one can teach you about it. My suggestion is to go to the Empire of Pollux; they understand the concept of luminous better there." Her uncle spoke seriously. The knight even bowed in respect to her. Pollux is the quiet and fearless kingdom; she is uncertain if she will be accepted there. Pollux is also the epitome of luminous. The Polluxians resented the Endymions for their greed for power. Alessia sighed; she had no choice because she was now a princess without a kingdom. Her own blood relatives removed the princess from her position. "I have no choice, Uncle. What is beneficial for me is what I will do. All I want is that when the right opportunity comes, I can get rid of all those with the power that killed me and bring the whole Luminary out of its sheltering future. Even if it's impossible, I'll do it no matter what." She firmly promised his uncle. Alessia saw her uncle's secret smile. She wanted to be an exemplary and upright princess. She knew he was proud of her, even though she didn't recognize the Duke's emotions. The Duke nodded. He approached her and tapped her on the shoulder. This is the Duke's sign of acceptance of his niece's goal. "That is exactly what I hoped for Luminary."Alessia sighed deeply as her uncle and the Chief Knight of this Dukedom left. Beads of sweat came out of her body while they were talking. She was thankful because she didn't notice that someone else was holding the mind of this body, even though she said she was still Alessia."D*mn, Goddess Nova! What did I get myself into? She questioned herself as she adjusted her seat. She sighed several times. Now that she was inside the room, he understood more and more that what the goddess was asking her to do was really complicated, but she had no choice because she was already here.Back then, Luna was a blackbelter and a champion in inter-schools and competitions. Luna is also a champion when it comes to science and mathematics. Even though it was difficult then, she was blessed with an intelligent mind that was the envy of her shameless classmates."I'm just thankful to the Goddess that she didn't remove my knowledge; otherwise, I don't know how to survive in this world," she said, sighi
"Is this... really my uncle's castle?" Alessia mumbled under her breath, her eyes wide with awe as she moved down the enormous hall. The stone walls rose high above her, with towering arches flowing gently overhead. The walls were covered with intricate carvings of legendary creatures and luminary symbols, all lighted by the warm glow of candles flickering in their sconces. Sunlight filtered through stained-glass windows, creating beautiful patterns on the floor. It felt lively, full of light and warmth, in contrast to the Endymion palace's chilly, depressing atmosphere. Joya, her uncle's appointed maid, followed her carefully, directing her toward the library. The calm echo of their footsteps echoed through the hall, providing a soothing counterpoint to Alessia's rapid thoughts. "This castle is beautiful," Alessia whispered almost to herself, her gaze drawn to the intricate features of the marble columns and gorgeous tapestries that adorned the walls. "It feels alive, like it has
"I can't enter, My Lady. Only those with Carrios blood are allowed inside." Joya's voice carried an apologetic tone, her eyes downcast. Alessia, still red-eyed from crying over Joya's painful story, stood before the massive wooden doors of the Carrios family library, her heart racing. She had been eager to explore the wealth of knowledge inside, especially after hearing whispers of the library's treasures. Her past life as Luna had been filled with books—her only escape from the world's cruelty. In this life, Alessia craved that same solace. But her curiosity was tempered by awe as the doors creaked open, revealing a sight that made her breath catch in her throat. "Well, Joya," Alessia muttered under her breath, a teasing smile on her lips. "I think I'd kill to own a library like this." Her voice was barely above a whisper as she stepped inside, wide-eyed with wonder. Shelves stretched from the polished marble floor to the vaulted ceiling, filled with thousands of leather-bound boo
"Uncle, are you sure I'm ready for this?" Alessia asked, gazing into the great halls of the castle as they made their way to the training area. Duke Andro Carrios walked behind her, his posture firm and his emerald eyes brimming with calm assurance. "You're all good. Your strength is already enough. Did the healer tell you so? And, Alessia, strength comes from more than just physical training," he said, his voice stern but gentle. "It's about developing willpower, dependability, and understanding when to stand firm. You're capable of it all. And you have my complete support." Alessia sent a quick glance at her uncle, the only member of her family who had ever shown her genuine concern. "I don't want to disappoint you." "You won't," he murmured, putting his hand on her shoulder. "Alessia, I believe in your goodness and your kindness. This world, Luminary, needs someone to rectify the wrongs. I know you can." Her heart was thrilled yet felt heavy. His comments held a weight she
"Fine. If no one wants to help me, I'll help myself," Alessia muttered under her breath as she walked down a narrow path behind her uncle's castle. The crisp air bit at her skin, but the cold was nothing compared to the icy stares she'd been receiving for days. The knights, the instructors assigned by her uncle—they all refused to look her in the eye. Their hostility was palpable, thickening the atmosphere like a storm waiting to break. She clutched the books she had taken from the library tightly in her arms, her heart heavy with disappointment, but she refused to let it break her spirit. Finding a small, secluded clearing beyond the castle's walls, Alessia exhaled deeply. The spot was quiet, peaceful. A place where no one would disturb her. Here, she could try to understand herself better. Try to become strong without needing anyone else. Sitting down on the cool grass, she placed the books in front of her and let her fingers trace the worn covers. "You're not like them," she w
"How could you be so reckless, Alessia?!" The sharp voice of her uncle snapped Alessia out of a hazy dream, pulling her from the darkness. She blinked her eyes open slowly, her body heavy with exhaustion. The ceiling above her was unfamiliar, the lavish drapery indicating that she was in one of the castle's private rooms. The pain in her body brought back memories of the explosion of her luminous light. "Uncle?" Alessia's voice was weak, but it was enough to silence the furious words coming from across the room. Duke Andro Carrios, standing near the door, immediately strode towards her, his face still a mask of frustration. "You're awake," he said, relief flickering in his emerald eyes, but it was quickly overshadowed by anger. "How could you? Summoning your luminous without any guidance? Without anyone there to ensure your safety?" Alessia winced, both from the pain and the weight of his words. She hadn't realized how dangerous her actions had been. "I... I didn't know," she whi
"Are you sure you're prepared for this, Lady Alessia?" Troil Testmi's voice was stern, but there was a trace of anxiety as he looked at her armor. "The Vasselgrove Ruins aren't a place for the unprepared." Alessia looked up from the delicate silver etching she was running her fingers over in her armor. She smiled reassuringly, but her fingers quivered slightly. "Sir Troil, I wouldn't have arrived if I wasn't prepared. My armor might not seem impressive to some, but..." She paused, not wanting to appear cocky. "I crafted it myself. It's stronger than it appears." As they reached the ruins, Alessia could hear low giggles from a few of the knights moving beside them. Raizel, one of the most doubtful, snickered as he examined her small armor, his tone condescending. Raizel remarked, "It appears she's donning paper armor. She's certain to face death before she even makes it to the entrance." Alessia maintained her poise and ignored Raizel's jabs. She was not here to prove herself t
"Left," Alessia softly sighed, gently rubbing her temple as if it were the hundredth time. "I believe it would be best for us to choose the path on the left, Raizel. There appears to be a discrepancy with the path on the right." Raizel crossed her arms without bothering to glance her way. "Lady Alessia, the decision is not yours to make, whether it be right or left. I will consult the others," he mentioned casually, shifting his attention to the knights, seemingly unaffected by her words. Alessia discreetly tightened her jaw, suppressing a sigh while the skeptical knights looked her way. The flickering torchlight danced upon the damp walls of the ancient hallway, casting shadows that spread over the cracked stone. Troil observed from a short distance, his expression inscrutable. She wanted to speak with him, but he was busy organizing his own team, intent on finding a safe route ahead. As Raizel delved into discussions with his comrades, Troil made his way towards them, his eyes n
"Are you even listening to me, Sia?" In the tense quiet, Raizel's voice broke through. His tone was sharp and angry. Alessia leaned back against the wooden bars of their cage. She looked calm, but there was a hint of boredom in her face. Raizel's words hung in the air because she didn't answer right away. "I'm talking to you!" Raizel snapped at her, and his brown eyes narrowed as he glared at her. Alessia gave him a lazy shrug and raised an eyebrow. "I heard you, Raizel," she said in a low voice. "And you're just keep on repeating yourself." Raizel sighed in frustration and ran his hand through his messy hair. "Do you not get it? We wouldn't be here tied up like animals if you hadn't stopped us earlier!" Alessia crossed her arms and said, "Yes, I know." Her carefree attitude seemed to make Raizel even angrier. Raizel mumbled, "You're unbelievable," and his voice was dripping with anger. Sirena, who was sitting still, looked back and forth between them. Her aqua-blue eyes were
"Move carefully, Alessia," Sirena said quietly, her voice cutting with a mix of anxiety and desperation. Alessia's eyelids blinked open, her vision clouded. The first sensation she had was anguish, a dull, throbbing ache that swept throughout her body. She attempted to stretch, but the movement caused additional anguish in her arms and legs, and she winced. The sight of her wrists shackled with harsh ropes biting into her skin nearly stopped her heart. A small rustling sound beside her caused her to turn. Silena was beside her and aquamarine hair was tangled, her face pallid, yet her eyes were bright. "Sirena..." Alessia's voice croaked. She attempted to sit up, but her muscles refused, and she grimaced. "We're tied up," Sirena said gently, attempting not to draw attention to herself. "Don't move too much. You'll only hurt yourself more." Raizel's voice ripped through the air, harsh and full of wrath. "This is what happens when you let your emotions get the better of you, Sia.
"Did you even sleep last night, Sia?" Raizel's loud tone interrupted the morning silence, his gaze locked on Alessia's exhausted, disoriented face. Alessia blinked, trying to focus. "I... tried," she muttered. She clenched the edge of the table in their little room at The Dusty Oasis inn, her knuckles white. Sirena, who sat next to her, sighed heavily. "She didn't. She was restless throughout the night, and I can attest that it is not an easy task to sleep next to someone who is as restless as a puppy." Raizel crossed his arms. "You're worried about them, aren't you?" Alessia did not need to ask who he was referring to. The unsettling pictures of imprisoned Chimeralys she'd seen the day before returned to her mind—half-human, half-creature beings tied in chains, caged, or dragged across the marketplace like commodities. Their desperate eyes and broken spirits had gnawed at her heart all night. "How can I not be?" Alessia muttered, her voice shaking. "They are hurting. Animal-l
Raizel muttered, "Keep your head down, Alessia," as their horses slowed at the grand iron gates of Arcas. His tone was firm but soft, just enough for her to hear over the clamor of the busy entrance. "Remember, you're Sia Larkstone here." "I know," Alessia said, her voice firm despite the unease building inside her. She adjusted her cloak, the cloth brushing across her face, as if to provide comfort. Sirena said from her side, "And don't react to anything you see. The city thrives on fear and power. We know how reckless you are. Openly expressing compassion could endanger us all." The guards at the gate were equally terrifying as Sirena's warning. They wore black armor with elaborate crimson patterns and featured a snarling wolf carved in silver, something Alessia had never seen before. Their piercing eyes searched the crowd as they approached. "State your names and purpose," yelled one of the soldiers, his penetrating eyes lingering on Alessia for a moment too long. Raizel too
"This is it," Alessia whispered softly, standing in front of the Pathweaver, which was shimmering faintly in the meadow's dawn light. Raizel and Sirena stood a few feet behind her, silent yet alert. "I suppose this is goodbye." The Pathweaver turned its head, its iridescent appearance changing like sunshine over water. "Goodbyes are just pauses in the flow of life, Alessia. We may meet again, but perhaps not in the way you think." Alessia smiled slightly. "I still want to thank you. Thank you for guiding us, for your knowledge, and for... everything. I'm not sure how to convey it correctly, but I'm glad." The pathweaver's glowing eyes softened. "Gratitude is a unique and beautiful gift that requires no embellishments. I accept it, Alessia." Curiosity flared in her sight. "I wish I could call you by a name, but... you don't have one, do you?" Alessia asked. "No," the Pathweaver answered kindly. "We, the Guardians of Luminary, do not have names. Our identities are based on ou
"This place is incredible," Sirena said, reclining back on the soft grass of the meadow. Her aqua-blue eyes reflected the sun's waning light as it set behind the golden-leaved trees. "It feels like we've stepped into a dream." Alessia sat nearby, her back against the trunk of a tree that glowed dimly in the twilight. Her fingers carelessly touched the grass, its cool, silky texture grounding her amidst her racing thoughts. Raizel lay out on the ground, hands behind his head, seeming calmer than Alessia had ever seen him. "Dream or not, I'm just glad we're not fighting for our lives anymore." He looked at Alessia with a taunting grin on his face. "Though I have to say, Alessia, you really have a knack for charging headfirst into danger." Alessia smirked but did not answer. Instead, her gaze shifted to the Pathweaver, who was sitting on a tiny rock beside the stream. The creature's iridescent glow appeared to brighten as the darkness deepened, throwing an ethereal light across the
"Alessia! Wake up! You cannot give up now!" Sirena's words cut through the tiredness that had clouded Alessia's consciousness. Alessia's eyelids fluttered open and her body screamed in outrage. Her hands trembled, clutching the Blade of Lumina tightly. She forced herself to stand, despite her body feeling like lead and her knees shaking, as she confronted the Chimeran Trivaltus once more. "You're insane!" Sirena yelled, her voice tinged with panic and wrath, as Alessia pushed forward. "You're going to get yourself killed!" Alessia did not respond. She couldn't afford to waste words explaining her decision. This wasn't just about surviving the Forest of Nyssor; it was about demonstrating to herself that she wasn't weak anymore, that she wasn't the Alessia who cowered in fear. With an aggressive roar, the Trivaltus lashed out with its tiger head, exposing its huge fangs. Alessia avoided narrowly and rolled to the side. As she regained her footing, the lion head, the creature's co
"Sirena, are you alright?" Alessia's voice resonated across the cavern as she grasped the Blade of Lumina tightly, imploring Sirena once more, the blade's faint glimmer the only illumination in the darkness. "I'm fine," Sirena answered, her voice quivering slightly. "But, where are we? And where is Raizel?" Alessia studied their surroundings, her eyes narrowing as she attempted to make sense of the immense cavern they had arrived in. The rocky walls were sharp, and water dripped from the roof and pooled on the uneven floor. Shadows flickered across the stone as Alessia shifted the light from her glowing blade. "I don't know," Alessia mumbled, clenching her jaw. "But we are alone. Raizel did not fall with us." Sirena shivered, tightening her robe around herself. "I do not like this, Alessia. There is something here." A loud, guttural growl resonated through the shadows, sending shivers down both women's spines. Alessia strengthened her grasp on her blade, and the light brighten
"Don't let go of me!" Sirena's voice was stern, with panic seeping through every syllable as she strained against the quicksand that was drawing her down. Her fingers pressed into Alessia's forearms, leaving her knuckles white. "I won't!" Alessia cried back, tightening her grasp on Sirena's wrist. Her heart raced as she braced her feet against the shaky ground, attempting to pull Sirena free. But the more she tugged, the deeper Sirena sank, with her legs totally immersed. "Raizel!" Alessia shouted, her voice cracking. "Do something! I'm trying!" Raizel snapped, his hands lit up with the brilliant green of his terra luminous. The ground shook beneath his boots as he focused his strength on the quicksand, hoping to solidify it into solid soil. However, every time the light touched the moving sand, it returned to its unstable state. "Why isn't it working?" Raizel hissed in rage, his hands clenched. He tried again, his face pinched with concentration, but the quicksand remained unc