Journey Of The Wand Less Mage

The Goddess of Creation

"Do you want to keep living?"

The voice was alluring and surprisingly it was comforting.

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Everything was dark for Mirai, indeed this is the sort of darkness she expected on the end of life. But unexpectedly a tiny speck of light appeared and she found herself conscious again yet what she saw before her was a mess.

She saw her own body dropped dead with a hole on her temples, the mad man was filled with blood all over his body and everyone busily doing their works, the medic, the police, investigator and some passerby whose just here for the gossip. Everything on the scene was on mute but sometimes the silence was even louder than a bomb.

'At least the bastard was dead!' Mirai was relieved to see her murderer dead but what surprise her was how she manage to see all this and moreover how did she regain her consciousness after seeing the state of her body. Wait! That voice and the light!'

She immediately turn around where the faint voice was coming from but found nothing except darkness. She keep looking around and running back and fort to know what's going on but everything before her was just an endless void even the scene before on her body was nowhere to be found. It was all nothingness. 'Is this the meaning of death?' Mirai asked herself yet again. This is more depressing than the feeling of death she is expecting. Mirai closed her eyes and realized everything she were doing were all in vain. She was dead after all.

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"Do you want to live again?"

This time the voice was now more clear. It was a female voice, angelic yet mighty. Mirai opened her eyes and find again the speck of light re-emerge out of nowhere in this void.

Mirai stood up and ran as fast as she could, chasing the light. Slowly the speck becomes a ray and the ray becomes a figure. Mirai didn't want to believe what she was experiencing but her eyes betray her as it shows a a glimmer of hope on the both of them.

The figure formed by the light was familiar it was a nostalgic feeling for Mirai to see the silhouette before her. She was sure that she saw the figure somewhere but oddly she can't remember.

But as Mirai keep herself on her own thoughts, the voice came again "Well it seems you don't remember me?" The figure from the light was now formed. It was a clear image of a lady dressed in white her long hair flows down like strands of gold and her eyes was in deep blue, staring directly on her eyes felt like drowning with her beauty. The aura she sent off gives a majestic and respectful presence worthy for herself. She was the real embodiment of beauty and goddess.

"Luna?! Goddess of Creation, Luna!!"

Mirai was in lost for words. The nostalgic feeling was right. It was Luna the Goddess of Creation from the game, SIGMA: The Eighteenth Planet. 'But how in the world.' She lose her sense of logic and focus on the Goddess in front of her.

"There you go, remembering my name already. Now do you want to keep living?" Luna asked with a serious tone yet a hint of fear can be sense between words.

"Yes, but what's the catch?"

Mirai asked, she no longer hesitated even science had long proven the existence of some God was a false. She believe her own eyes the most