Reincarnated In The World Of The Last Game I Played - Chapter 2

Still unable to believe what was happening, Athena got up, not caring about the girls lying on the corner of the bed.

Her chest was heavy, her ass bigger and her waist thinner. Athena looked for something that reflected her face and soon found a mirror.

Athena thought for a moment, she was still afraid to see the truth when she heard a voice behind her.

“Hrmm… Athena, what’s wrong?” The little girl with reddish black hair asked as she rubbed her eyes.

Athena remembered that child, but she still couldn’t believe it. “F-Fotiá?”

“Hm? What is it?” Fotiá asked tilting her head and her hair slipped from her little pointed ears. “Are you alright, Athena?”

Finally taking courage, Athena saw her reflection in the mirror. The face she saw was nothing but perfect and Athena remembered that face too.

Months before Arthur met Luana, he was addicted to a game that allowed him to do anything from becoming the greatest villain to being the savior king of a kingdom.

Tired of being a villain with his wizard Hades, Arthur spent a whole month arranging things to then create Athena and Fotiá. The character Athena was based on the most beautiful woman Arthur had ever seen and the nymph Fotiá was created with the definition of cute in mind.

However, Arthur only played with Athena once, the next day he met Luana and never played any games again.

Athena looked at Fotiá with fascination, Fotiá had big eyes and red as rubies and her cheeks were round and red as apples, a beautiful little creature.

“Athena, what’s wrong? Are you sick?” Fotiá asked, worried.

Athena’s heart beat like a samba school drum set and euphoria rose in her chest. Athena took Fotiá in her lap and began to spin and jump.

“Fotiá! I miss you! How are you? How old are you? You are so cute in person!”

“Waaaaaah!!! A-Anemus wakes up, Athena broke!” Fotiá screamed.

“Hahahahaha!” Athena laughed.

“Shut up, you two!” Anemus fumed. “What’s got into you guys so early?”

Athena stopped spinning, jumping and laughing when she heard Anemus’ thin voice. Anemus, like Fotiá, was a nymph, but she had been raised with the definition of beauty and like Athena, the girl had a unique beauty.

“Anemus?”

“What?”

“ANEMUS!!!!” Athena jumped onto the bed with Fotiá and hugged Anemus.

“Gyaaaa! What are you doing? What got into you today?”

“I said, Athena broke!” Fotiá reaffirmed.

Anemus was irritated with Athena hugging her and in the palm of her small hand came a small tornado that threw Athena against the bedroom wall, knocking her out.

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“So what happened to you?” Anemus asked with a stern look from a grandmother.

Athena was tied to the bed like it was a mattress and Anemus was sitting on it with her arms crossed. “W-couldn’t you untie me first?”

“No!”

“Fotiá doesn’t want a broken Athena on the loose either.” Fotiá said, curled up beside the bed.

‘Should I tell them the truth? No, they’ll think I’m crazy and keep me tied up… So just half the truth?’ Athena pondered for a while. “Aah… Right, do you guys believe in the afterlife?”

“I-I said Anemus, Athena broke! W-what are we going to do with a broken Athena?” Fotiá despaired running across the room.

“N-no! That’s not it! Let me explain!”

“Then speak at once!” Anemus ordered.

“So, I dreamed that…” Athena told them about her dream of living like Arthur and that she had created the wizard Hades and Anemus and then the paladin Athena and Fotiá and that she died and woke up. “Isn’t that crazy?”

Anemus looked at Athena with a mocking expression on his face while Fotiá was still walking back and forth looking for something to fix Athena.

“Right…Could you let go of me?”

“Hm… Okay. Fotiá calm down and help me untie your master.” Anemus said.

“Anemus, am I not your master?” Athena asked and Anemus and Fotiá looked at each other.

“Fotiá leaves now! Leave her tied!”

Anemus and Fotiá ran to the corner of the room, away from Athena. They were scared and worried about Athena who had a regretful expression on her face.

“What are we going to do Anemus? Athena really is broken…” Fotiá said, covering her mouth with her hands so as not to be overheard, but she wasn’t whispering.

‘I can hear you, my little Fotiá.’

“I don’t know. I’ve never seen it before, not even when I was with Hades. And look, that maniac had some pretty weird spells.” Anemus replied.

‘The weight of being a sinner…’

“B-but that was over three hundred years ago! They might have invented new magic.”

‘What? Three hundred years?’

“Yes, it’s possible…” Anemus said and started to think.

“W-wait!” Athena said. “How old are you Anemus?”

Anemus looked at Athena in disbelief. ‘It’s not possible that what Athena said before was true, but what if it was? Hades…’ Anemus missed her master, and the possibility that he was also Athena made her heart race.

Anemus approached Athena carefully and shyly sat down beside the woman. Athena looked at Anemus and smiled a beautiful, charismatic smile, it wasn’t a smile that Athena was used to making like Arthur, but it was a genuine smile. Seeing Anemus and Fotiá in person cleared any rancor she felt until she woke up as Athena.

“Athena, Athena, Fotiá is hungry!” Fotiá said while jumping on top of Athena, as if she had forgotten everything that had just happened.

“Fotiá, wait a minute. It looks like Anemus wants to say something.” Athena replied staring at Anemus intently.

“Hades…”

“Hm?”

“Hades used to caress me even though he was bizarre, to me he was affectionate. How did he caress me?” Anemus asked with eyes full of anticipation and longing.

‘Caress? Aaah! The bond-enhancing system… What was it like?’ Athena thought and thought and then remembered. “He ran his hand over your face and then up into your hair.”

At that moment Anemus’ eyes filled with tears. The master she thought had abandoned her, the master who left her behind and died somewhere, the master she’d hoped to return for the past three hundred years had been there all along. Anemus bent over Athena’s breasts and wept.

Fotiá, seeing Anemus cry, also cried and Athena seeing the two cry and imagining what Anemus was thinking and everything else she spent waiting for a master who would not return, the loneliness of these thoughts rose in Athena’s chest and she also cried.

At the table, the two girls and Athena ate fruit and breads with hot milk, all three had swollen eyes and Anemus sniffed at one time or another and didn’t move away from Athena by an inch.

“That makes it hard to eat, Anemus…”

“…”

“I’m not going anywhere else.”

“…”

“Hey… How about we go into town today?”

“Fotiá doesn’t want to! Athena said she would take Fotiá hunting today.” Fotiá said bravely.

“How, dear?”