Nexus Awakened (An Isekai LitRPG Gender Bender Story) Special 4: The Vagrant Star

Special 4: The Vagrant Star

I road the expanses beyond comprehension. Surrounding were the living cosmos that brought about my existence. I walked forward because it was the only direction I knew.

Even the cadavers of fallen Stars served a purpose. The blue flower that sprouted as I wandered the endless deserts knew what it was.

But I…

Fragnts of the past co back to ti and ti again. I rember when the Stars fell in the outer rims. The bastions of civilization beyond the walls of the City during a ti when Stars still filled the desolate skies.

The advent of the Stars and Glimrs heralded the end and the beginning of everything. Gifts born from our cadavers caused humanity to implode on itself.

Nests of life beca calderas where rivers from The Source flooded as though sothing irreplaceable had given way. Yet humanity and creatures alike lapped from the rivers that had washed away their hos, searching for sothing.

How I envied that they could.

At the borders I stood at a place that was neither the end nor the beginning.

A purgatory unraveled before .

A place where raw thoughts existed.

Where neither I nor the Stars and Glimrs saw eye to eye for we wandered aimlessly, guided by nonsensical compasses.

Stars were what guided humanity.

But what guided us?

I stood at the crossroads of purgatory. My mories date to a ti when we still road alongside humans. But how far back is lost to . I only rember how lost I was. The paths I took, and…

… How utterly lonely I was.

I rember the emotions that swelled. The rage that brought to shatter the silence that drowned .

The aning of existence was lost to . I never knew it at the ti but the emotions that commanded caused the very fabric of the world to change.

I broke through the mold by arbitrating the forces that defined existence.

Yet such a power held no aning to I who had no star to command like a compass.

So I road the expanse.

Searching for my aning.

My form twisting and turning as the ebbs of consciousness and thoughts shaped in this realm beyond.

Rivers ran endlessly from a point of no origin. And I eventually ca to a place where I rested for perhaps eons.

I wondered within my cocoon:

“Why do people look up to Stars?”

“Because they’re sothing we want to reach. Hello!”

The voice of a child greeted the Star.

I rember the innocence. The fearlessness. The idiocy for a human to approach a Star.

A hunger swelled within.

But I could not move from my place.

I pictured that child as sothing strange. Though they did not have wings I imagined them as such.

Perhaps I saw them as a dove that had willingly walked into the nest of a spider.

But I did not pounce.

“It doesn’t look comfortable in there. Are you ok? I have sothing I can give you if you’re hungry.”

That was how I t ‘Her’.

Another vagrant that was far from a Star.

But they were my…

* * *

The Arbiter stroked the flat of the blade in her arms like a lute. It was cradled close to her body as she gazed up into the starless ceiling of her Floor of Judgent monts before she sealed her eyes.

Then, she brought them back down to stare longingly at her blade – the False Price of Paradise.

“… I await the day of my Awakening. Until we et again.”