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Chapter 152: Second Reincarnation
The air in the cabin seemed to catch fire with Serie's furious cry, crackling with violent magical power. The thigh-thick Light Spear barely grazed Kurtz's shoulder, piercing through the wooden wall and leaving only a charred black hole.
Clearly, the elf miss wasn't entirely consumed by anger.
Kurtz pulled his head back, his smile immediately vanishing, replaced by guilt and nervous flattery.
"Calm down! Serie! Listen to me!" Kurtz quickly waved his hands, enduring Serie's gaze that looked ready to bury him alive, and spoke with forced courage.
"You want to explain!?" Serie approached step by step, her footsteps hitting the floor with deliberate menace. "Explain why you didn't tell me earlier? Explain why you lied to me..." She couldn't quite voice the rest of her words, and hidden shame welled up.
It was all this damned guy's fault!
She should personally bury this man in the dirt so she would never have to see that annoying face again!
"Elf, I didn't lie! This body has indeed reached its limit." Kurtz quickly explained, raising his hands in surrender.
Serie's steps halted, the anger in her eyes replaced by confusion: "Then what about the method to extend your life you just mentioned?"
"It's reincarnation," Kurtz took a deep breath and continued to explain, "You remember I told you before that to remove the goddess's leftover corruption, I was forced to use a secret reincarnation technique on myself?"
"Yes, I do, but I thought you could only use such a secret technique once, after all, it's such a dangerous thing, and has never been done before."
"It is indeed very dangerous," Kurtz admitted honestly, "The most important point is that one must possess the authority of life." He pointed to himself, "And I happen to have this authority, so what do you think, can I use this authority to undergo another reincarnation?"
"But it's too dangerous; one wrong move and the soul will be completely destroyed." Serie's voice carried genuine worry beneath the lingering irritation.
"But are there any other options? And each reincarnation makes my magic formula more perfect. In other words, the more reincarnations I undergo, the less dangerous it becomes. Don't worry!"
"..."
This man was right; they truly had no other choice.
Last time, he disappeared for thirty years to complete this magic, and this time, he wouldn't disappear; she only needed to wait.
"Thirty years, huh..." Serie murmured, feeling a bit lost about the concept of time.
For elves with long lives, thirty years or fifty years was nothing.
As long as this man could stay by her side forever, all waiting would be worth it.
"How long will it take this time?"
Serie hoped to hear a smaller number from this man, so her waiting time would also be shorter.
"I don't know. I can't guarantee the time for each reincarnation. The last one took thirty years, this time... maybe faster, maybe slower." He said honestly, "I can't give you an exact time."
This time, Serie took Kurtz's hand, just as this bold human had loved to do over the years. Her fingers intertwined with his naturally.
"It's okay! Thirty years, fifty years, even a hundred years! I'll wait for you here! But..." Her voice carried a hint of pleading, "Don't go alone this time! I want to stay by your side!"
Though it was a command, the elf spoke it with a hint of pleading, so how could Kurtz refuse?
His original plan was to proceed alone, like last time, to avoid any interference and risk.
But at this moment, he could not refuse her request.
He nodded firmly: "Okay! We'll go together."
In the following days, Kurtz transformed the entire house into a massive magic circle, with complex runes carved all over the floor and walls.
Last time, due to the rushed situation, Kurtz didn't have time to carefully adjust the magic circle, which led to a period of struggling with his new body after the reincarnation was completed.
So this time, he planned to optimize it, at least to skip the recovery phase.
After all, this so-called reincarnation was essentially reshaping a body for himself; it wasn't even like changing bodies.
Your body was still your body, with no difference.
Serie also helped from the side.
Although she did not possess the authority of life and could not participate in the specific magic, she was also a powerful mage. She could fully help Kurtz in constructing the magic formula. Her expertise in ancient runes proved invaluable.
Once all preparations were complete, Kurtz slowly lay down in the center of the magic circle, surrounded by light, under the expectant gaze of the elf.
Serie returned to a solitary life.
But this time, she was not alone, but waiting for someone's return.
Outside the cottage, flowers bloomed and withered through countless cycles. Seasons changed like turning pages, but the light within remained constant.
Her initially anxious heart gradually settled down with each passing day of waiting.
She no longer counted the years that had passed; she watched Kurtz, gazing at the familiar figure surrounded by light. Sometimes she would read nearby, other times she would tend to the garden, but her awareness never strayed far from the magic circle's gentle glow.
Fifty years passed in what felt like no time at all.
The magic was finally complete.
The light of the magic circle reached a peak unlike anything before, capturing Serie's attention and stirring her calm heart. After so long, the sudden change felt almost unreal.
The light gradually gathered and contracted.
Finally, it completely faded away.
In the center of the magic circle, a familiar figure stood quietly.
It was Kurtz.
Kurtz, once again radiating vibrant life.
He stood before Serie in a brand new form.
He moved his new body. This time the magic was very successful; there was no discomfort like before, and naturally, no rehabilitation was needed.
Then, his gaze fell upon the figure who had been waiting not far away.
Serie stared at him blankly, looking at that familiar face. Fifty years of waiting had built up into long-suppressed joy.
"Kurtz!"
She could no longer hold back her emotions and actively embraced the figure she had waited for so long.
"It's me, Serie." Kurtz hugged her back, feeling the warmth in his arms, "I've made you wait a long time."
Serie shook her head vigorously in his embrace, as if thinking of something, then looked up and asked: "In that case, will you live with me forever from now on? And go on an adventure with me?"
Kurtz stroked her head. The person in his arms was very gentle, without any hint of resistance: "Mm! As long as I can keep reincarnating, I can keep walking with you; I'll always be here."
Serie's eyes burst with pure joy, but then doubt flickered in them.
She keenly caught the key phrase in Kurtz's words: "As long as I can keep reincarnating? Are you saying this body's lifespan isn't infinite?"
Kurtz's expression became somewhat helpless: "Yes, I can't figure out the life magic formula for creating immortal races yet. Perhaps I can conquer it over a long period later, but at present, I can only rely on continuous reincarnation to live on."
The light in Serie's eyes dimmed for a moment, but quickly brightened again.
She reached out her pale fingers, gently caressing his familiar face, and then slowly took his hand.
"It's okay." Her voice was soft but firm, "Even if I have to wait a hundred years next time, I will wait for you here! Waiting for you to return to my side. As long as your soul remembers to return, my waiting will always be worth it."
Kurtz clasped her hand tightly in return, feeling the softness in his grasp.
Perhaps there would be countless farewells and reunions in the future, but as long as they looked forward to each other, every wait would be worth it.
[End of Chapter]
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New novel /Fanfiction? Idea
"Nuceria — a world without origin or natives, where the night remembers the sun and lost fragments of every reality fall from the sky. Among the first to ever arrive, one traveler rides through the golden sands beneath a sky that refuses to darken."
T/N:- You know, I have been thinking about this idea for few days, imagine a world.
Basically, with no end, it just never ends. Who knows what reality is? But till now, no one has found whether it's round or flat, whatever.
Now, imagine you have MC obviously, but this world of Golden Sand is connected to a fictional universe, and many times it pulls these characters into this world. For now, let's call it (Nuceria).
And that's how we build this up, like people getting dropped from all background normal anime characters, movie characters, Eldritch, I, and it's everyone, just not people sometimes even things.
Imagine you are on a camel riding the land on a glowing night, and suddenly a fucking Star Destroyer drops from the sky slowly and loudly, burning, and you are the only one who knows what it is.
And did I tell you about one of the most beautiful aspects of this world, that unlike our world, the night (Nuceria) doesn't really happen like night, I mean, yes, there is dim light, but still it is very much observable, the sun has set, but the land is still glowing.
Nuceria's night isn't glowing unnaturally, it's just brighter than any natural night we've known, like stepping back into an age before artificial light ruined the world's darkness.
The sky is deep and cosmic, but the land softly holds the memory of day, enough that you can see every dune's curve, every shadow's edge. You don't squint, and you don't need a torch; the air itself feels like it wants you to see.
It's that pre-electric, mythic kind of night, the kind travelers, poets, and ancient wanderers used to write about when they said the moonlight painted the earth. Only in Nuceria, the land itself seems to return that light.
....
Well, that's all from me. How do you like the idea? I mean, it has potential even as an original novel.
What do you say?