Reincarnation: Villainess' Chosen Path

R:VCP | Chapter 23: You are My Moon; I am Your Star

"Sel...ma"

Mhmm...

"Selen...sa..."

...Who?

"Selene-ma..."

Who is it?

"Selene-sama..."

Who?

"Wake up! ...lene-..."

Who's talking?

"Please...!"

....Who's calling...?

"Selene-.....ama!"

My head hurts...

"Sele...sama!"

Why is it dark?

"Wake up!"

Wake up?

In a beautiful garden path, surrounded by trees and creatures of the night, a girl with silverish white hair lays. Her breathing was steady, and she lays asleep. But the creatures knows best that she fainted due to heartache and pain, And it was not because she found a quiet peaceful solace.

When she fell... Not only the creatures of the night witnessed it. But the first star in the night sky that appears also saw.

And at that exact moment. The moment she lost awareness... The first star that appears in the night sky dissapeared, and a sudden bright light illuminated the whole garden.

In the middle of the garden, the source of the bright light that was lightening everything, was none other than a star... A celestial star. The first star that appears in the night sky.

But what was surprising was when its lights dimmed... And a boy appeared. He wasn't a kid nor an a.d.u.l.t either. He seems to be at the age of 15 to 16, but he was shorter than average boys, which are tall. He was also lean, and has a baby face, which give people an impression of him being a young boy.

The moment the boy was finished transforming. He immediately kneeled in front of Luna and tried to wake her up.

The way he was calling her held some familiarity that it seems that he have been calling her like that for many years already and... they knew each other. Even though the name he was calling her was not the same name she knew, which was Luna, but instead a different name that was also quite familiar to her and everyone around her.

"Selene-sama..."

"I... finally found you."

•••

As Luna open her eyes, she found herself looking at the dark yet bright night skies... The clouds, the stars, and even the full bright lonesome moon. She stared blankly for a moment before remembering what happened and where she is.

She also remembered that while she was unconscious, someone was calling her... And then she woke up. She thought.,

'Who... was that? I know for a fact that it was calling me, but the problem is... The name it was calling me was not my name. So... Was it really calling me?'

Luna was still thinking about the voice that was calling her when she was unconscious. When suddenly, a young baby face appeared before her crying.

"Selene-sama! Finally you're awake!"

Luna blanked for a moment and only one thought came through her mind.

'The fudge! Who is this shota!?'

(WhiteSunflowerS2: Or should I say "shou"ta? Mwahahahah... And yeah Shota means a young man that looks like a boy. Or the boy version of a loli. You know what's a loli right? It is a girl who's already a grown up or a teen~ but still looks like a kid... A shortie hehe. Ah... Just search it up.)

"Selene-sama!!" The boy still continued to cry, and Luna's face shows her confusion. She thought.,

'His voice... Where did I-- wait, It's the voice!'

Luna sat down to look at the boy properly, the boy saw Luna's action and he leaned back to let her sit down properly. After sitting down, Luna was finally able to scruntinize the boy properly.

The boy has a light blue bleach hair, paired with his golden litted eyes. His height was lower than Luna, but Luna can see that he isn't a kid at all. That he seems at the same age as hers and the others.

The boy from the beginning till now was only focused looking at Luna with his teary eyes. He was terribly worried for her, and after seeing this Luna was quite sure that this boy doesn't have any bad intentions, but still she was quite confused... Especially since she somehow felt some vague familiarity towards him even though she doesn't know who is. And how he calls her.,

'Why does this boy seems to know me?'

Luna knows that she needs to know... And in order to that is to know who is this boy.

So Luna looked at the boy straight in the eye as the Moon and the stars became her witness, of how this will change her chosen path...

"Who... are you?"

•••

Inside the big palace, a certain red haired guy arrived. His face somehow can't be painted. It was obvious he wasn't in a good mood, that even the servants he passby into didn't even dared to breath, afraid they might trigger the beast.

That guy was no other than Alistair.

After seeing that vague images in his mind, especially the sword. He decided to look for it. Since he somehow felt that the sword might be the key and may be able to answer his questions about some things. Things about him, and those fleeting dreams he keep having...

Especially his dream about... That dying girl.

He needs to know.

Alistair knows that he needs to.

So without even stopping, Alistair continued his walk while still in his thoughts.

He already pass through the main halls, and also passby some important and non important rooms along the way. But Alistair still didn't stop and still continued walking... With a different destination in mind.

When he finally arrived at the place, which was his room. He then immediately entered inside and locked the door so no one could enter. When everything was done Alistair then shifts his gaze towards an old bookshelves, that was near where he was standing.

Slowly, Alistair approached it. From how it looks the bookshelves seems old enough to be considered as an antique already, and not to mention with the royal family's symbol carved onto it... It was quite obvious that this was owned by the royalties.

The tunnel was dark, it was obvious that this is one of the secret tunnels that the royalties used in the past to escape into. Alistair held his phone up and brightened up the path he was walking into and finally he was out of the tunnel and arrived at a dark hall.

Alistair walked and walked... Only the sound of him walking was heard in the dark hall. Alistair already passed by many portraits of the former Kings and deceased Royalties along with their c.h.e.s.t of possessions.

Every Royalties and Kings that existed after they dies and depart the world. Their children and heir, the next King, will then be given a duty of preserving the deceased's memories by attaching the deceased's portrait into the Great Hall of the Royal Family. Along with their portrait will be their important items, like their weapons or their jewelry. Their history book and journal will also be there in the small c.h.e.s.t.

What is written in their history book and journal are the things they were able to achieved in their time as royalties. It is also written there the things that have happened in their life from smaller things to the biggest, and from the unforgettable ones and to the ones that are forgettable.

Some Royalties also wrote their last goodbyes and farewells, these royalties are some of the royalties that were lucky enough to die in peace and old age while the other royalties... Especially the ones that went into the war or had a sudden death, wasn't given the fortune to write their farewells and goodbyes to their love ones. How much more to say it to them.

Alistair continued his treck... He halted, when he finally saw a familiar face in one of the old portraits. It was quite dark in the hall but that didn't stop Alistair from reading the engravings below the familiar portrait.

|| Crown Prince Alistair Cl.u.s.t I ||

|| 17, Year XXXX ||

The Crown Prince Alistair in the portrait has a flaming dark red hair, paired with a dark red and black bottomless eyes. Like Alistair, Crown Prince Alistair also has a pair of heterochromia eyes. He also has a cold and aloof aura around him that is also quite alike the Alistair in the present days.

Alistair continued to look at the portrait of the person that has the same face as him, the person in the portrait stood tall and cold, but when Alistair looked at that person's pair of mismatched eyes. He then saw the sadness and emptiness the owner of the eye felt that time.

And somehow he knows why this person who was so great and hailed in the entire kingdom's history was like this, like a person who lost his world... And lost his will to live.

"Crown Prince Alistair Cl.u.s.t I, after coming back from the war with his fastest speed, leading hundreds and thousands of his soldiers back from the borders. Traveling back thousand of miles away but still by the time he was almost there... Somehow deep inside of him knew, that he was already too late... and he have lost her."

"After that he was like a dead person but living. Alive but was no different to a person that died. He was like a soulless person that was only waiting for his end to come. And a year after that he welcomed his death..."

"Sigh... This person he died because of love." Alistair sighed. He then thought.,

'A person who clearly have the same name and face as me died because of love... From what I can tell Crown Prince Alistair really loves the Ethereal Fountain Spirit. And actually that is fine. I have no judgement or any comment to that. But the only thing I'm really distressed and confused about is...' Alistair looked straight at the portrait again, frowning slightly.

"Why do I dream about 'your'... past?"

"Why do I even hear its calls?"

"Why... Why do I even see them? Your memories. When... When I'm not even you."

Alistair said, he was confused to the things that was happening to him and that vague memories that keep coming. He knew it wasn't his memories... Since it never happened before. And the only person who have the same name and face as him was no other than his ancestor, Crown Prince Alistair, that's why he concluded that this memories isn't his but Crown Prince Alistair's.

It only affirmed his speculations when he saw the sword in those images. The sword that was held by a person who looked like him and Crown Prince Alistair. And that sword, Alistair knows that it existed, because he already saw it himself once. And it was the weapon of Crown Prince Alistair that now rest in this c.h.e.s.t below of the Crown Prince Alistair's portrait.

Alistair then looked at the c.h.e.s.t and tried to open it. The c.h.e.s.t was old but was still very hard to open, it was engraved with gold rims and silver linings. By the time it was opened it was already minutes passed.

Alistair looked inside. He saw the Crown Prince Alistair's history book and journal, and even his last letter of farewell that was folded. Alistair sat on the floor with the c.h.e.s.t, one by one he took the things out. When everything was out only the sword remained inside, Alistair looked at the sword for a moment then grabbed it.

While holding the sword, Alistair felt...

"Weird... This sword..." Alistair raised the sword and felt a sensation of a connection between him and the sword. He looked at it with scruntiny, but after awhile he didn't get a reaction again so he decided to put it down for a moment. Next he looked at the history book about Crown Prince Alistair but then decided to skip it since he already knew about it.

Alistair's gaze continued to look at the things on the floor then it stopped its tracks into Crown Prince Alistair's journal. Alistair picked the journal from the floor. He looked at it and somehow he heard his heart beating fast, and he realized that he was... nervous? Alistair was surprised. Thinking.,

'Why would he be nervous?'

But even he asked himself he also didn't know. So after calming himself and contemplating for a moment. He then decided to bring the journal back outside with him, and he can just read it later. So with that thought he hid the journal in his uniform's c.h.e.s.t pocket. After doing that, Alistair then prepared to clean everything up and go, as he was putting everything back.

Crown Prince Alistair's letter slipped from Alistair's hold and an old dry cherry blossom branch fell from the inside of the letter to the floor. Alistair paused.,

"A branch of a cherry blossom?" He mumbled.

Then Alistair continued to put down the c.h.e.s.t back to its place till the only things that remains on floor was both the sword and the letter. Alistair picked up the dried up branch that has fallen from in between of the folded letter. Alistair hesitated for a moment but still decided to read the letter. He thought.,

'It's already opened... So might as well~'

So he did. Alistair went back to sit down on the floor and tried to look for a comfortable position, and when he found it. That was only then he opened the letter fully.

As Alistair read the letter... He found out that the Crown Prince Alistair's letter of farewell, before he died, was addressed not to his descendants nor his family but to no other than but the Ethereal Fountain Spirit, that was long gone before him... It was for his beloved Selene.

>—•—•—<

Today I'm writing the things I want to say...

Before I go and follow your trace...

I'll start with the words that I wasn't able to say...

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

I love you...

And please stay...

Thank you, because you gave me a chance to live and meet you...

I'm sorry, because I was useless that I ended up losing you...

I love you... So can you please tell me if you love me too?

And,

Please stay... Don't go. I'll die if you'll leave me again in this life too...

Selene, can you hear me?

In our next life please remember me...

Because I will never forget you...

Loving you was the greatest thing that happened to me.

The last life, this life, and the next...

For eternity this love of ours will be endless.

Trust me, I'll find you.

So please wait.

You are my Moon...

And I am your star...

I love you...

Never forget that.

>—•—•—<

"Selene... Moon... Selene means Moon. Wait-- That's not what's important. The letter mentioned about a past life... Last life... Don't tell me Reincarnation? Crown Prince Alistair remembered his past? But, That's quite... Impossible." Alistair muttered after reading the letter.

Then he frowned when he thought of something. "But, it is also quite possible since I also saw some of the scattered memories of his. That images that appeared in my mind also has a person who have the same face as mine he was also holding the same sword that the Crown Prince Alistair owns. Only that his hair was quite long....."

"Ha! *frustratedly sigh* I think I should stop this for a moment." Alistair mumbled while massaging his temple.

After he was done thinking. Alistair then stood up and hid the letter in his c.h.e.s.t pocket along with the journal he hid earlier. Then he picked up the sword and put it back inside the c.h.e.s.t. After he close the c.h.e.s.t, he looked back at the portrait of his ancestor that has the same face as him and couldn't help but say.

"I'm really one of your descendants after all huh." He chuckled.

Alistair shook his head and smiled since he couldn't help but remember a certain someone.

Then he snickered. "Since we both like Moon."

After saying that Alistair then turned around and decided to go back. But before he could even take another step. Alistair's smile suddenly distorted and then he staggered.

His head started hurting once again, showing a vague image of someone. But only this time it was different...

Reaching out her hands to the moon was a silver haired girl. Her hair reflected the silver bright moon and her back was face to him. Alistair looked at the girl's back and somehow knows who she is...

The fountain where she stood, and the cherry blossom trees that was around her gave Alistair the clues to his answer. Who is this person you ask? Of course it's obviously no other than but the Ethereal Fountain Spirit.

Alistair still stood there facing her back. Alistair knows that he doesn't have any control of this body, since this is only a memory. So even if he wanted to see the Ethereal Fountain Spirit's face, he wouldn't able to. Unless if the Ethereal Fountain Spirit herself looked back.

Alistair's gaze was still on her, and at the same time Alistair was thinking about some fleeting things. But when he suddenly felt that his body moved he stopped his thinking and focused all his attention to the girl in the fountain. Then he heard himself say.,

"Selene..."

The Ethereal Fountain Spirit who's attention was on the moon finally looked back. Her silver moon hair swayed along with the wind, and her eyes that was clear and translucent... Reflected the scattered pink cherry blossoms that was playing with the wind.

But this wasn't the reason why Alistair was surprised. Nor it was not because the face was blurry.

It was because, the girl that was standing in front of him...

Was no other than...

"Selene.."

Crown Prince Alistair had once again called Selene, and Selene looked at the Crown Prince that stood before her and then she smiled.

'Luna...'

•Chapter Ends•

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Crown Prince Alistair: You are my Moon... And I am your star.

Selene: *touched*

Mysterious Celestial Star: QwQ Then what am I to you Selene-sama!? I'm also a star!

Selene: .......

Crown Prince Alistair: .....

WhiteSunflowerS2: Mysterious Celestial Star!! You ruined the moment! You... *signals someone with a slicing the neck gesture*

Mysterious Celestial Star: *panicked and scared* You'll kill me!?

WhiteSunflowerS2: *flabbergasted* What!? What the heck are you thinking! I'm not that evil.

Mysterious Celestial Star: Then-- then, then why did you.. *pitifully gestured slicing his neck back and forth*

WhiteSunflowerS2: Bwahahahaha! Sorry, sorry, what I meant by that was— *tried to explain but was cut off by someone*

Mysterious Ancient Sword: *enters* So, where is he?

Mysterious Celestial Star: *terror-stricken* Author-sama!?

WhiteSunflowerS2: *scratches her neck and laughed embarrassingly* —that... Was what I meant by that hahaha.

Mysterious Celestial Star: *cries* I am a straight star! ヽ(`Д´)ノ

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