Reborn as an Extra Chapter 675: The Bizarre death circumstances of Astra.

Only upon receiving Astra’s inheritance did Lia comprehend the sheer strangeness of her death circumstances.

To forge the ’Sword of Promised Destinies, Pratigya,’ Astra didn’t merely offer up her soul and body; she gave away her entire ’existence’ along with every single ’thread of destiny’ that once tethered her soul to this world.

Every entity in the world is held by its own ’Threads of Destiny,’ serving as anchors that bind the person or being to this world and its reality.

When a person’s ’Threads of Destiny’ get fully cut, they lose all anchors to this world and reality.

In such a case, death becomes so absolute that no revival is possible.

Without reweaving and reconnecting those severed threads of destiny to the body, surviving this doom is virtually impossible, and sadly, no entities except the ’Origin’ itself can craft threads of fate.

Thus, damage to the threads of fate remains permanent and almost impossible to mend!

Astra cut her links to reality, reshaped her body into a new form, and birthed a weapon of such immense power that it couldn’t link to the threads of destiny, for they couldn’t withstand its weight!

The primary reason the ’Sword of Promised Destinies’ serves as a one-time-use weapon lies in its inability to anchor to the world like other objects and beings via the threads of destiny.

Even unused, the weapon will gradually vanish over time, its existence dissolving into oblivion due to lacking any worldly anchor.

Upon activation, it devours all its energy and erases itself entirely, taking the creator’s existence along with it into complete nothingness.

By transforming her whole existence into something utterly alien and severing her worldly bonds, Astra’s death defies clear expression by the ’laws’ of the ’world.’

To those laws, she neither fully perished nor became something new, yet she also died and faded into void.

This paradoxical state and the bewilderment it sows among reality’s ’laws’ render Astra’s death profoundly enigmatic.

Healers attaining SS rank, such as Selain and Aria, can discern Astra’s precise death details from the muddled recollections of the ’Law’ of ’Protection and Cure.’

Conversely, other ’laws’ hold scant traces of her, leaving fellow SS-rankers deeply puzzled, believing her merely vanished.

Selain and Aria learned of Astra’s transformation into a sword for King Allen precisely through inheriting that memory from the ’Law’ of ’Protection and Cure.’

Yet Astra’s death is so outlandish that those two instinctively avoid revealing its truth in discussions with others.

It’s as though the ’laws’ of the ’world’ reject acknowledging it, spawning distractions on their own accord without awareness!

’Unless it’s a healer, it seems people can’t really acknowledge or even understand this topic...’

’The laws of the world itself are confused... no wonder that others are confused too..’

Offering up one’s existence and shattering all worldly ties is no trivial feat; it scrambles the memories and perceptions of reality’s ’Laws,’ sparking widespread disarray.

Today, Astra’s status as ’missing’ alongside King Allen stems from this collective ignorance of the truth, with only SS-rank healers truly shielded from the confusion.

’Then does this mean that those closely tied with ’Laws’ of ’Protection and Cure’ and ’Cosmic Order’ like me... would be able to realize this problem and confusion but others can’t?’

The ’Law’ of ’Cosmic Order,’ which has blessed Lia, stands among the rare ’Laws’ retaining a clear imprint of Astra.

For Lia to absorb Astra’s knowledge and commune with her lingering memory, aid from the ’Law’ of ’Cosmic Order’ proved essential; without it, interaction would have been impossible.

Lia remained unaware, but Riya had overheard Aria and Selain discussing Astra’s actual death back then.

This was chiefly due to her own favor from the ’Law’ of ’Protection and Cure,’ mirroring the two SS-rank healers.

In summary, crafting ’Pratigya’ was far from trivial; it was a colossal gamble where, in the worst outcome, the ’world’ itself might erase all traces of the creator.

’The more I digest this inheritance, the more I feel that creating this so-called mythical artifact is a massive trap that I should avoid at all costs!’

As Lia pondered numerous thoughts swirling in her mind, Rio's voice jolted her from her trance.

"We are here..."

Hearing Rio speak, Lia snapped back to reality, ceased her flight, and hovered next to Rio in the sky.

"That must be the final boss of this dungeon... are you ready, Lia?"

Lia glanced at the beast Rio indicated, her gaze sharpening as she noticed how this dungeon's other boss had thoughtfully selected a huge open expanse for their fight.

Within the desolate wasteland, devoid of anything but miasma, tainted ground, and shattered rocks strewn all over, a solitary humanoid form sat serenely in a ’seiza’ position upon the earth.

This entity bore enormous fairy wings and radiated intense fairy healing magic auras, despite towering far larger than ordinary fairies like Nova and the scatterbrained twins.

Even though most of the figure's body was engulfed in miasmic rot and corruption, its stunning visage instantly betrayed its true nature.

That was without a doubt.