Reincarnated In The World Of The Last Game I Played - Chapter 21

“You’re awake… Alright, go wash up and after that meet me in my office.” Gion said and left the room.

When Athena opened her eyes, she was lying on a soft bed that smelled of sun. She sat up, feeling a light body and a slight pain in her hand, and looked around.

The room was nothing Athena had ever seen in her life. Diamond chandeliers, jeweled mirror, smooth white floor, walls with works of art and so on. This place went far beyond a royal bedroom.

Athena scrambled out of bed and noticed that she was wearing a simple satin nightgown that marked her body, showing off her curves and accentuating her breasts, but Athena didn’t mind.

From the bedroom balcony, Athena could see where she was. All she could see was a sea of ​​sand wherever she looked.

In a castle in the middle of Sigma, that’s where Athena was. Athena could see from the balcony, ruins of what was once the sunken city of Sigma at the foot of the castle and in the distance great mountains and…

“Is that a pirate ship?”

Athena shook her head and laughed at herself. She couldn’t have a pirate ship in the middle of the desert. It would have? She was thinking about it when the bedroom door opened again.

Two women with lost eyes entered the room. They wore the same clothes with colors swapped between embroidery and fabric.

The black haired one wears a white dress with black embroidery and the white haired one wears a black dress with white embroidery. Both had shoulder-length hair, gray eyes, and monotone voices.

“Lady Athena, let us come and bathe you.” They said, with their hands at their stomachs and with their eyes downcast.

“You are…?”

“I am Nue.” said the black-haired one.

“I am Eun.” Said the white-haired one.

“We are Ytria’s imperfect creations.” Both said at the same time.

Thinking it might be tricky to ask more, Athena dropped the subject.

‘A person who can create life? Who cares about that? Me? Never! This all seems like a trigger to save the world… No, thanks.’

Athena sank into the bathtub with these thoughts permeating her mind. Neu and Eun cleaned Athena’s body even from under their nails and then prepared a dress that was easy to move.

When Athena was dressed, Anemus and Fotiá entered the room like a hurricane.

“Athena!” Both screamed and ran into their master’s arms.

“I thought you would never wake up again.” Anemus said in a voice full of longing.

“Huh? How long have I been sleeping?”

“For over a month. You were in a horrible state. You had broken bones all over your body, but your right arm was the worst. Healing magic works, but because of the high mana density you had, the magic was almost nullified. And…”

Anemus kept talking and talking and Athena petted them both and this continued until they both fell asleep.

‘Ah~. I ended up making them too worried.’

“Lady Athena, Gion awaits you.” Neu said.

“Gion awaits you, Lady Athena.” Eun said.

“You don’t call Gion courteously too, why? I’m getting jealous.” Athena said as she followed them.

“Gion doesn’t like it.” Eun said.

“Me neither.” Athena snapped. “I don’t want pretty girls to treat me like an old woman… How old are you?” Athena put an arm on each shoulder, hugging them, but they didn’t show any reaction.

“We are 3678 years, 8 months, 22 days, 13 hours, 41 minutes and 31, 32, 33, 34…” They responded in chorus.

“Okay, okay! Enough of counting. Do you prefer girls or boys?”

Athena’s eyes were full of anticipation, but the girls remained silent until they reached a half-open door.

“Mrs. Athena…” They were saying, but Athena turned away pretending not to have heard until they changed the way they treated her. “Athena, Gion is waiting for you.”

“Much better, thanks. Neu, Eun, see you later.” Athena said as she kissed their faces.

In the office, Gion was sitting in an armchair carved with various animals in its wood, reading a huge book that could easily have a child sleeping comfortably on it.

“What is this book?” Athena asked as she approached.

The pages of the book were full of handwritten words, with erasures and scribbles here and there.

“It’s a diary.”

Gion had a sharp, serious expression. He read a page referring to more than three thousand years in a month that Athena didn’t know about. What was written alu was so old that the calendar and the alphabet were not the same.

“I know it’s impolite, but what are you reading about.”

“Do you know what a tormentor is?” Gion was still reading as he spoke. “When you were unconscious, I used a soul scroll on you. I thought it was impossible, but now it makes sense that your mana was so evil. Well, it was.”

Gion looked at Athena. She wore a simple dress, dark blue with pearls sewn into the fabric, making it look like the night sky and starry.

However, it didn’t matter to Gion, Athena’s mana was completely white. She had no demonic power or holy power, she had become a being irrelevant to things like good and evil.

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

Athena sat in the armchair on her side of the table and her expression was like she was asking ‘has he lapsed for good?’ making Gion smile.

“Tormentors are emissaries of destruction, they rule and create evil and kill everything regardless of race, age or gender. When I used the scroll on you, I thought you were a tormentor and if you were…” Gion closed the diary that shrunk into a necklace.

“What if I were…?” Athena asked.

“I would have killed you before I woke up.” Gion responded with a menacing look, making Athena feel shivers run up her spine.

“W-well… I’m alive, so what am I?”

Gion smiled and then with a relaxed expression, he stretched out in his chair. “I do not know.”

“Huh?”

“The scroll I used is a very old one and in the world there are new things like demon lords and angels…”

“Then let’s get this sorted out. I still need to go after the last ingredient.” Athena said as she took a scroll from her dimensional bag and used it.

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Name • Athena

Race • High-Human

Class • Reaper

Gender • Female

Age • 341 years old

•Spells•

Transform; Gangrene; Prison of Darkness; Mockery; Hell fire; Slowness; Paralysis; Invocation; Whip of Darkness; Shield of Darkness; Judgment; …

•Skills•

Hew

Inventory

Dimensional Bag

Death Aura

Death Eyes

Death Control

•Features•

Emissary of Death • A saint who has looked at Death more than once and has escaped her hands. Death wants to know you and is jealous of you. So she cut off any connection you have or had with any other god.

Immortal • Time doesn’t matter anymore, but Death wants to see you.

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Athena looked at the parchment and then at Gion in amazement.

As she read, Athena felt as if she were reading a stalker’s love letter. Athena also felt goosebumps as if someone was breathing near her ear.

“Gion, have you talked to Death yet?” Athena said with a crooked smile.

“Are you crazy?” Gion took the parchment from Athena’s hands and began to laugh. “Bahahahaha! You’ve gained a very powerful admirer.”

“That’s not funny! What if she decides to kill me just to see me?”

“Not going to happen. She didn’t take away her immortality.”

“How do you know?”

“No real god has power in the world. How can I put it in an understanding way? They can come here, in the mortal world, but from the divine world, they can do nothing but a few limited ‘miracles’ through some medium. And Death has no one to worship it except… Pffft!!!!”

“How not? And the goddesses Lhia and Faena?” Athena asked and Gion quickly sulked.

“They are not goddesses. They are spoiled children wanting their mother’s attention and praise. Did you know Neu and Eun? Lhia and Faena are the same. They are the creations of an old acquaintance of mine.”

“Ytria? Ah! No, no, no… Don’t tell me, I don’t want to know.” Athena waved her hands, dismissing the subject. “Let’s talk about Anemus.”

Giom smiled at Athena’s disinterest. He didn’t want to talk about Ytria and her past.

“I already drew your blood.” Gion placed a vial filled with blood on the table. “All that’s missing is that of a celestial harpy. You’ll have to go to Alauri’s holy mountains.”

“Which way is that anyway?”

“It’s west of here.”

Without waiting for Gion to finish speaking, Athena rose to leave, but then turned away.

“Where is my armor and sword?”

“So…” Gion looked at Athena with a mournful face.

“No….!!” Athena cried for her armor.