Chapter 102: A New Body... Damn!

The questioning about one's existence is fundamental to one's being. Perhaps it's something beyond the norm, but to me, I don't exist. I'm a complex of existence out of the ordinary, born only to endure the worst evils. That was my complex, that was me.

When I lived as Dante, I thought everything could be easily resolved with strength, but that was the reason I fell. I wasn't the smartest being, nor the best wizard, nor the best knight, or anything of the sort. I was a combination of everything and yet, at the same time, I was nothing.

Was my skill with the spear good? Yes, but it wasn't mine. It was a copy of Valentina's skills, who now slept silently in a Ruby Cube, sealed by the simple death of a useless being like me.

Was my fire strong? Yes, it was quite strong, but I never bothered to improve how I used it. I always relied on "I'll use it at the right time," and what did that result in for me? A volatile flame that injured one of the women I love. That was the weight I began to carry as I remembered the burned body, not only of Nagasawa but also of those children who constantly appear in my dreams.

All of this led me to question: why was I reborn here? What was my purpose and why was I so careless? Was it because Valentina was deemed the strongest? Was it because Morgana spoiled me too much with her magics? No... I think, in the end, I treated this world as a Fantasy Novel.

I am confused, impulsive, and hot-headed, besides being beautiful, I don't even recognize one of my qualities. I am everything and nothing.

That's why, during these ten years, I sat mentally with myself and fought against my own shadow.

They were difficult, lonely days, but nothing I hadn't lived before. I presumed that in my past life, I was like this: a lonely person who lived and died without anyone caring, suffering bullying every day at school, seeking in computers and the internet an identity, a name... a name that I don't even remember anymore.

I wanted to see the world now, to understand how things were, to understand what had changed. But it was impossible. Inside this cocoon, I lived the last ten years thinking and brooding over my life. Then, finally, today...

I found my purpose, my own path in search of the happiness I desire, and with whom I desire.

"It's time." I heard the voice beside me, manifested in the form of a white dragon spirit. At least that's how I saw it: Voralith, the person who kept me sane all this time.

"Do you know where we'll land?" I asked, starting to feel my hands, yes, finally I had hands.

"I'm not sure. The only thing I asked the Administrator for was to leave a change of clothes. Your body will be around twenty-five years old in mortal years, so I asked for decent clothes for when you emerge from this cocoon." She commented, and then I felt a slight fluctuation of mana.

Something I hadn't felt in ten years. Finally, I could feel the mana again! My body slowly began to awaken. I saw a slight crack at the top, my hands, which to my eyes were invisible, moved instinctively, and I broke the spot.

The first thing I saw? The ground, of course. Unfortunately, the Administrator wasn't kind to me. Again, he used his authority to bully me!

"Ahrg!" I screamed in pain, but felt something different as I hit the ground. I looked at my hands and saw them completely smooth and slender, like a maiden's. I quickly thought it was just because I had "been born now".

"Ahh~" Voralith sighed as she smelled the surroundings. It was a kind of clearing within the jungle. I emerged from a cocoon that was on a rock, supported by a strangely mana-rich tree.

I observed the small white dragon, sensing the scent of life. For the past ten years, she has spoken to me every two days to check if I was okay. Despite her being quite feisty, I enjoyed her company.

I heard the sound of water and, turning around, I saw the outer part of the clearing. Sunbeams filtered through the treetops, creating patterns of light and shadow that danced softly on the moss-covered ground.

For the first time, I felt a true calm and reverence, as if I were in a sacred sanctuary. The air was imbued with the scent of trees, and the gentle singing of birds began to fill my ears. Still hearing the sounds of water, I turned and found a small stream. I stood up.

Now it's purely your talent." She commented, and I opened my eyes for the first time.

"Go drink some water, it's time," Voralith said, and I nodded. Near the stream or pond, call it what you will, it cascaded down. I looked at it and began to walk.

I felt my body heavy, much heavier than my previous body, especially my chest and buttocks. I approached lightly and knelt in front of the stream.

And then, for the first time, I saw my face...

"KYAAAAAAAAAA!" I screamed and fell back like a frightened little girl. Well, now it wasn't just a "little girl" anymore.

When I saw my reflection in the water, I couldn't help but have a quick freak-out and fall back. It was a huge shock.

My eyes, bathed in a golden glow, seemed to capture the sunlight itself, emitting a magnetic intensity that captures the gaze of any spectator.

The contour of my body is a work of art, sculpted with curves that defy gravity.

My hair, long and white as snow, cascades like a frozen stream.

I, Dante Scarlet... was trapped in a woman's body.

"HAHAHAHAHA!" I heard the shameless laughter of the idiotic white dragon in the background. I turned with a look almost letting tears fall.

"What have you done to me!" I cried out, sad and confused. I wanted my old body back!

"I gave you the best body of all, congratulations!" She said, looking at me smiling. You could see her sharp teeth in a scary way, but I didn't flinch.

"Why?!" I questioned, and she shrugged and commented. "I used part of my life force to make this body, plus a lot of my power to offer a body capable of withstanding the soul of a Demon King. Do you really want to question? You should be grateful." She said while looking at me.

"Demon King?" I questioned, and she nodded. "To balance the scales, Fate probably changed course and killed you. Thus, you had the chance to return as a new and balanced being on the scale of all things," Voralith said, and I nodded. If this is really reality, it made some sense, but one thing wasn't right.

"And why do I have a female body?" I questioned, and she shrugged again. "We don't have much choice. You were made with my essence. You're basically my daughter," she said with a mischievous look.

"Your daughter is? What a clueless mother," I commented, and she narrowed her eyes. "I gave you the perfect body, girl."

"Girl? Damn it, Voralith!" I said, and she laughed again. She seemed very happy with all the illustrious events. I was annoyed, very annoyed...

"Don't worry, later we can change your gender when we have enough power for total body reconstruction. That's if you overcome the problems that will come. For now, be a woman, okay? I didn't think you were so macho," Voralith commented, and I punched the ground.

"Damn it," I said, upset.