Nexus Awakened (An Isekai LitRPG Gender Bender Story) 643. A Visit From The Bird From Another Planet

643. A Visit From The Bird From Another Planet

Frost’s form shifted to a more stable Corrupted. However, she did not attack. Rather, she also began to walk down the sa path that the Arbiter cleared as the world altered. They suddenly found themselves in the center of a city made from eralds.

| Erald City |

The Frost that erged had longer hair and a dress that belonged to a village girl, but from a completely different world. It was closer to a maid dress. Her hair was tied into braids that tumbled over her shoulders.

The Dove From Jupiter

< Why do birds fly? >

LEVEL : 400

AFFINITY : Amalgamation

ORIGIN : Folklore

As much as it was a Corrupted based on Amalgamation, it was also one that carried the qualities of Hope. The being’s presence instilled imnse reverence in them all despite it being of only the Folklore Origin.

The existence of this entity was an enigma.

Her efflorescent smile matched her delicate, unjudging tone.

“’Frost’ ca into this world fifteen years later within the walls of the Nexus.”

“The ‘Her’ you cherished was reborn.”

“But the daughter you lost never did.”

“The cycle of our recreation continued.”

“It has now finally co to an end.”

She reached down to touch Michaela, blessing her with her light. It was close to the one the Arbiter manifested, but also different. It was as if sothing else was speaking for Frost in this instance.

“I dug her up from the roots of the tree whence she was buried.”

“Her soul etched into its bark.”

“Waiting to be united and brought into this world again…”

“… so that your daughter can find her own place here in this world.”

“Our wrath is infinite.”

“But this wrath is born from the absence of love.”

She then offered a hand to pull Michaela up.

Michaela’s eyes trembled, then they closed as she took that small hand which allowed her to ascend.

“These were the woes of a fallen star.”

“Be glad that it didn’t turn out into an apocalypse.”

“Else we could have lost another paradise.”

“Or worse.”

She then smiled at Micheala, her hands clasping her cheeks almost longingly. It was unclear who was speaking to her. On one hand, the dialogue fit precisely what Frost wanted from the Arbiter.

But at the sa ti, it was as if the ‘Her’ she knew so long ago was speaking directly to her.

“Goodbye, The Vagrant Star.”

< The Dove From Jupiter Has Been Suppressed >

She fizzled away into a steam of light. The Looking Glass shattered, its fragnts flooding the River that ran through the world. The waters instantly dried up, revealing the pale, marble floors of the Floor of Judgent as Frost stood in the Corrupted’s place, heaving heavily.

The golden strands of Frost’s hair were slightly brighter now, and her eyes carried an even stronger presence of a Star.

“… Michaela… So… what do you say…?”

Frost panted, and before she knew it –

“I will do it.”

– Michaela embraced her. All seven tails and twelve wings engulfed her form. Between their bosom was the Scabbard that no longer cried. It snored silently in the comfort of its rightful owner’s embrace, awaiting the day that they could finally reunite.

“I will… seek paradise. I will break away from the formalities of my pride. Breach its walls and allow this untaped reservoir to gush. I’m sorry that this is what it took to reach . I…”

Michaela suddenly fell to her knees and embraced Frost’s waist.

“… will be better. Thank you. Thank you… for breaking the cycle…”

“… We’re only at the start.” Frost said, patting her head. “Things have already gotten tougher since the last ti I said, ‘things will get harder from now on’. We need you, Michaela.”

Frost healed her. Even though her healing magic had various Masteries, it could not quickly restore the wounds of the Arbiter.

They remained like this for so ti, cherishing each other’s presence as they finally ca to a mutual understanding. Michaela didn’t say another word. Galia’s eyes lingered on Frost’s unnatural presence, and Anna wiped away her tears.

Nav on the other hand, slowly approached Frost.

Then, from out of nowhere –

“O-Ouch –! Nav?”

Nav smacked her back.

“For worrying . Again. You have no tact. Could you imagine what would have happened to if I had a heart? How could you, Frost?”

“I’m… I’m sorry –!?”

“How could you!?”

Nav angrily embraced Frost from behind, burying her face into her back.

“I wasn’t there when you first Corrupted. I never understood how everyone felt when you lost your way. They told and I still couldn’t understand. But now…”

“… Nav… What’s wrong? I’m still here, right?”

Frost clasped onto one of Nav’s hands.

Nav shuddered.

“… I was afraid.”

Frost’s eyes quivered. The fact that this ca from Nav nearly caused her to weep. Nav was a machine at heart, woven elaborately with human skin. For a machine to admit that they were afraid proved that she was more than just that, but it was also because of this that it stuck to Frost.

“Mm. I’m sorry. I didn’t expect to Corrupt. Thank you for being here. I could hear how you were sending prompts to everyone. I wouldn’t have been able to return without you.”

“Did… Elysia get to you?” Anna wondered.

“No. It was . I’m the one that led myself down into that spiral of Corruption. I just couldn’t stand to sit by and do nothing. Michaela… I’ll wait for you to calm down. We’ll have our heart to heart then… and afterwards, I’ll need everyone at my Summit.”

Frost was still recovering from her Corruption but was far less withdrawn compared to the last ti it happened. It surprised Anna, who would have expected Frost to at least grovel for a bit, but the fact that she was able to stand up imdiately was a testant of her growth.

“The usual?” Anna asked, ready to scurry off.

However, Frost gave her a surprising answer.

“No. I want all Beholders and prominent Stars and Moons. All of us are going to et at my Summit, and we are going to discuss how we’ll be moving forward. A new Archetype will be joining us. I’ll make sure of it.”

“W-What suddenly ca up?” Anna wondered.

“Uriel.” Frost answered. “Another Angel. The Red Wing.”

“Like the White Wing?” Nav wondered.

“Not quite.” Galia answered. “The White Wing has no group of her own. Uriel, the Red Wing on the other hand…”

Galia held a rose in her hand. It was plucked from the garden of the Briar Rose. She snipped the thorns away, allowing them to collapse and disintegrate at they touched the ground.

“… is affiliated with the Broken Thorn.”