Will of chaos

I was facing the cocoon where my sister was, and it took me a while to understand this feeling that arose within me.

Tu-Tum!

At first, I thought someone was messing with my mind, someone having a strong feeling for another person they’ve never talked to must be impossible, at least that’s what logic always made me believe, even my companions weren’t people I loved from the first time I’ve known but something that was built over time.

But facing this cocoon now, I can feel a strong feeling of love, not romantic love, but the love of a family, I have felt this before in my previous life while growing up in the orphanage and in this life, with the family, I found in the path of this new life.

It took me a while to understand that this feeling didn’t come out of nowhere, she was always my blood sister, even though I never met her in person, it doesn’t change the fact that this connection between us was always there and with the Awakening Ceremony of now I touched her Soul just as she did the same to me strengthening that connection that was always there.

But during the Ceremony, I felt this feeling most strongly when the Goddess Selene began stepping in to help with the Awakening Ceremony.

Tu-Tum!

“(Did it originate from her?)” (I)

“Master… finally…” (Margareth)

Tears

My thoughts were interrupted when I hear Margareth’s crying voice as she hugs the cocoon.

“That was pretty impressive.” (Yara)

“…” (I)

Tu-Tum!

High Priestess Yara circles the cocoon before touching its surface, with each passing second the smile on her face grows.

“A new life for the one who took countless lives, a fresh start to pursue a new path…” (Yara)

“Wonderful, what a great life choice is, the audacity to open a new path.” (Yara)

“What are you talking about, High Priestess Yara?” (I)

“The rebirth of a Demigod is not something that can be rushed, even if it is possible for several very specific reasons it would still come with a cost.” (Yara)

“Power reduction, as well as my Familiars.” (I)

Tu-Tum! Tu-Tum!

My Familiars, especially those who are Divine Beasts are much stronger than they are capable of showing, in fact, their powers and potential are being heavily restricted by me through our connection, so as I get stronger their power can keep up, for that they cannot surpass me in power.

For my sister it will be the same, I felt that, but that doesn’t mean she’s my familiar, maybe it’s an effect by her rebirth just like High Priestess Yara said.

Tu-Tum! Tu-Tum! Tu-Tum!

“I wonder what she looks like?” (I)

“I have a portrait of my master, see.” (Margareth)

“…” (I)

“Is this from the battle against the Hero of Law?” (Yara)

“Against an earlier one, over 2000 years ago, he marched an army to the idiot’s death.” (Margareth)

What Margareth showed us was a painting of an army led by a scholarly looking man wearing silver armor holding golden chains, this army led by this scholarly looking man was heading towards a single woman with weapons in hand.

Tu-Tum! Tu-Tum!

The woman in question appeared to be tall and muscular like an athlete from combat competitions, she was wearing a purple shirt with a red coat along with long black pants.

The woman who appeared to be around 25 years old had long and unruly red hair, she had black skin, and red eyes, her predatory smile was chilling when faced with this army, I also noticed that her eyes were filled with happiness.

Tu-Tum! Tu-Tum!

She had no weapons in her hands, but she still stood there as if waiting for the army to reach her.

“Did that really happen?” (I)

Tu-Tum! Tu-Tum! Tu-Tum!

“It was a massacre, my master killed everyone but the Hero, he ran away or rather, he lost consciousness and before he was killed he was carried away.” (Margareth)

Tu-Tum! Tu-Tum! Tu-Tum!

“The Temple of Law has always hated her, everything she stands for goes against her teachings, someone who doesn’t respect hierarchy, law, rules and acts wild wherever she is.” (Yara)

Tu-Tum! Tu-Tum! Tu-Tum! Tu-Tum!

“I’m the one who decides how to live!”

“…” (all)

Suddenly in the middle of the conversation where I’m learning more about my sister, a voice I don’t know comes from inside the cocoon along with the sound of heartbeats that filled the main hall of the Communal Temple.

When I turn to the pod I see a pair of red eyes staring back at me, then the pod cracks in its entirety before exploding in all directions as large wings full of red crystal scales unfold.

After a few seconds, a red mist takes over the entire room before being sucked in by the breath of the one who was inside the cocoon a few seconds ago.

“I finally have a body again, I don’t need to be carried back and forth by Margareth anymore, I can also eat the various types of food I saw that White Elf make, and most importantly, I can go back to punching people.” (Natasha)

“M… master…” (Margareth)

“…” (I)

I turn to the painting of the mighty Wild Warrior facing an army, then look back at my sister, my eyes keep wandering over and over from her current body painting.

“Huhhh!?” (Natasha)

“Why are you all looking at me like that? There’s something wrong with…” (Natasha)

“That was unexpected…” (Natasha)

Her hair is still long and wild with the color of blood red, her skin is still black and her eyes are still red, but otherwise, her appearance is completely different.

She has 4 horns on her head, 2 horns backwards following the curves of her head and 2 horns diagonally upwards a little curved, her horns seemed to be made of crystal like mine, but her horns were dark red in color differing from the tone of her hair and eyes, in addition, she has small red crystal scales on her arms, legs, back, and neck rising slightly to her cheeks.

Her wings were like mine, but while my wings appear to be a night sky-like crystal like scales, her wings have red crystal scales like the rest of her body, she doesn’t have a tail like me from what I can see, also her appearance looks like someone coming out of adolescence around 18 or 19, her body no longer looks like a fighter, she will act more like an olympic athlete body with lean muscles, along with her natural wild presence she has more beauty with more defined body curves.

On her chest is a star shaped crystal which in the middle looks like my scales like a night sky while the star points are red, the crystal is not only attached to her body but follows the curves of her body as well as her scales.

Her face is also beautiful, in the painting it seems to bear little resemblance to the Goddess Selene, but now I can see much more of the Goddess in her expression.

“You should put some clothes on.” (I)