Transmigrated as the Villainess Princess - Chapter 60

Chapter 60: Rebirth (7)

I feel so tired…

As Ahcehera drifted into a restless sleep, her soul unknowingly detached from her body, slipping into the unseen realms of the cave.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself in an otherworldly chamber bathed in soft, glowing light.

The walls shimmered with embedded gemstones, their hues ranging from deep azure to radiant gold.

Light orbs floated lazily through the air, illuminating the space with a celestial glow.

“Huh? Where am I?” she murmured, her voice echoing softly in the vast chamber.

Ahead of her, a golden podium stood in solemn grandeur, and atop it rested a floating book radiating an ethereal brilliance.

Its presence felt ancient, commanding, and yet inexplicably inviting.

What kind of book is that?

Cautiously, Ahcehera approached, her bare feet making no sound on the smooth, crystalline floor.

Her hand trembled slightly as she reached out to touch the book. The title shimmered into view, written in a script both foreign and familiar.

“The Rebirth of the Angelic Sword.”

Curiosity and instinct compelled her to open the book. The moment her fingers brushed its pages, an intense light erupted, engulfing her soul in a warm, encompassing glow.

Her body felt weightless as her soul floated into the air, suspended in a realm of pure light. Her eyes closed involuntarily, but her inner vision sharpened.

Before her mind’s eye, a cascade of images and knowledge unfolded, a sacred inheritance of martial arts and magic techniques, all imbued with the essence of light energy.

These were practices that touched the very fabric of the spiritual dimension, a realm she had thought inaccessible in this era.

The techniques flowed into her being, embedding themselves deep within her soul as if they had always been a part of her.

She felt a surge of power and clarity, as though her purpose was being unveiled before her.

As the succession neared completion, a voice resonated through the chamber, deep and resonant, echoing from the very core of the light.

“Ahcehera Bloodstone, are you ready to take the pledge?”

The voice carried an undeniable weight, demanding not just an answer but a commitment from the depths of her soul.

She understood the gravity of the question.

To take the pledge meant devoting herself to the path of light, to use her newfound power to slay demons and those who walked the dark path, to stand as a guardian of the innocent.

Ahcehera straightened, her resolve unshaken.

“I, Ahcehera Bloodstone, pledge my life to the light. I vow to wield its power to protect the innocent, to strike down those who surrender to demonic corruption, and to uphold the balance between worlds. I swear to carry this burden with honor and to never falter in the face of darkness. By this oath, I bind my soul to the eternal flame of righteousness.”

As her words echoed into the void, the light intensified, wrapping around her like a cocoon. The gemstones embedded in the chamber walls flared brilliantly, resonating with her oath.

The voice spoke once more, softer now, almost reverent.

“Your pledge is heard, and your path is sealed. Walk the path of light, Ahcehera, and may your soul remain steadfast.”

With that, the light receded, gently lowering her soul back into her body. Ahcehera woke with a start, her chest heaving as though she had run a great distance.

The memory of the chamber, the book, and her oath burned vividly in her mind.

She looked down at her hands, now glowing faintly with a soft, golden hue.

“I am ready,” she whispered to herself, a renewed sense of purpose settling in her heart.

Ahcehera accepted her new reality with quiet determination.

She was no longer just a princess navigating a mysterious interstellar era or a woman with inherited memories from a world long past.

She was now a light carrier, a guardian of balance, a slayer of demons, and a wielder of powers few could comprehend.

In the days that followed, Ahcehera devoted herself entirely to mastering her newfound abilities.

By day, she traversed the vast and untamed landscapes of Cazumi 0071, pushing her body to its physical limits.

She climbed treacherous cliffs, crossed dense forests, and braved the windswept deserts, each step strengthening her resolve and endurance.

The untamed planet became her training ground, its wilderness the perfect setting to hone her skills.

By night, beneath the brilliance of twin moons, she immersed herself in the practices embedded in her soul.

Her body glowed faintly with golden light as she moved through fluid martial forms, her strikes precise and her defenses impenetrable.

She channeled the light energy into her movements, summoning it into radiant orbs, protective shields, and devastating blasts.

Her connection to the spiritual dimension deepened with every passing day. She meditated in silence, allowing the energy of the planet and the light within her to harmonize.

She felt the pulse of life around her, the whisper of leaves in the wind, the hum of energy coursing through the ground, and the faint echoes of demonic corruption she had vowed to extinguish.

Weeks turned into months as she explored every corner of Cazumi 0071. She cataloged rare plants, collected samples of strange minerals, and mapped uncharted regions.

She even discovered traces of ancient civilizations, ruins buried beneath layers of soil and time.

In one of these ruins, she found a meditative sanctuary carved from crystalline rock, where the energies of the planet converged. It became her sacred space, the heart of her training.

Her mastery grew. She learned to summon light constructs, blades, barriers, and even wings that lifted her above the treetops.

She could sense demonic energy from miles away, her soul resonating with the light as it sought to cleanse the darkness.

She was no longer the hesitant princess unsure of her place in the world. She was a warrior forged by trials and revelations, ready to take on the mantle of her pledge.

When Ahcehera finally stood at the peak of a mountain overlooking the planet, she knew her time on Cazumi 0071 was coming to an end.

She had learned all the planet had to offer and mastered the techniques bestowed upon her.

The cave where her journey began now felt like a distant memory, yet its significance was etched into her heart.