Reborn as an Extra Chapter 680: Princess of Celestial Prophecies! Part-2.

What exactly are the ’Strings of Destiny’?

An fusion of one’s future path, deepest desires, objectives, and connection to the ’world’ itself forms them!

These threads nearly mirror a person’s entire life, embodying their core existence!

Should that hold true, altering the strings of destiny signals a profound ’shift’ in the individual bound to them.

Such ’shifts’ might affect the mind, the soul, or even the flesh!

By meddling with someone’s body or soul via these strings, you gain the power to ’forge’ a ’flaw’ in their physique, psyche, or spirit exactly as you wish!

This allows crafting vulnerabilities to bodily, mental, or soul assaults, rendering them glaringly obvious for your strikes.

’I’ve constantly hunted for flaws... yet there was no real reason to search...’

"When no flaws exist... I’ll simply craft them with my own hands!!"

As she uttered those fierce words, Lia tampered with Ivy’s strings of destiny, shattering the balance she’d woven through her healing magic, thoughts, and spirit to fend off miasmic decay and taint.

From the core of her soul, Ivy’s form plunged into total chaos, stripping her of command over her body in mere instants!

Lia didn’t hesitate for a second, driving her blade ahead with overwhelming might that Ivy couldn’t even perceive!

Straight into Ivy’s midsection—where Lia’s induced discord raged wildly—the sword pierced true, exploiting that flaw to claim victory in a single stroke!

Brutal force from the thrust, fueled by Lia’s surging mana and power, vaporized Ivy’s body entirely, sparing only her head!

No longer the frail Lia who couldn’t shatter a training dummy; she had ascended as the ’Master of Absolute Precognition.’

The mocking moniker ’Mad Demon Sword’ fell short of capturing her terrifying prowess now, so the ’World’ bestowed upon her a special title to honor her might!

’Does this mean I’m a princess too from here on? And what do you mean by those qualifications precisely?’

Dismissing the pointless system alerts, Lia advanced, seizing Ivy’s detached head into her arms while her blade returned to its sheath via telekinesis.

"How did it feel? Did you enjoy it? You’re the very first to behold my true power..."

Ivy, whose awareness lingered slightly since Lia intentionally spared her head in that climactic blow, grinned with deep contentment crossing her features.

"Thank you... Friend... It was truly beautiful..."

A joyful, fulfilled smile adorned her face as Ivy uttered those words.

"In my next life... I wish to be your friend again, Lia..."

Those were her last words, as Ivy’s head faded gradually into oblivion.

Right to the finish, that pleased smile remained, content in her escape from miasmic corruption’s grasp; she was liberated, ready for peaceful passage to the beyond.

Ivy had craved just that ultimate expression of fulfillment, and she received it, yet for Lia, it brought no joy whatsoever.

Rather, it deepened her sorrow.

Merely a remnant of bygone days trapped in this dungeon, Ivy’s happy conclusion here changed nothing of true significance.

Back in the real world, during that far-off era, Ivy Constantine probably never claimed a warrior’s honorable end.

Instead, she endured witnessing her kin’s slaughter, suffering miasmic corruption’s endless shame and ridicule until the last, without Lia’s aid in those times.

Reflecting on Ivy’s parting words and her longing for a brighter next existence, Lia’s heart ached, knowing miasma had surely extinguished such dreams ages past.

"I despise the sea of miasma..."

Contemplating Ivy’s blissful grin and her ’Tainted Fate,’ Lia’s loathing for miasma intensified beyond measure!

Following Ivy’s demise, the gateway to the outer realm materialized as the dungeon contracted and dissolved into void.

"Feeling sorrowful? Rest on my shoulder and weep freely; nobody would mock you..."

"Should anyone try, I’d ensure they rue their birth forever..."

Rio’s recognizable voice pierced Lia’s ears, pulling her from the grip of grief and despair.

Rio’s soft consoling phrases proved the breaking point, unleashing pent-up strain and worry; Lia clung to him fiercely right away.

Into his broad, powerful chest she pressed her face, enveloped in his tender hold.

"I gave it everything... I-I nearly perished... there was an instant when I feared I’d never see you again..."

A warm smile lit Rio’s face at her words, replying in soothing tones.

"Indeed, you did... You’re the hardest worker I’ve ever known..."

"Even if you were to die, I would pull you back from hell and the afterlife, so don't worry about it..."

"Regardless of how distant we might become in the future... as long as you desire it, you can always reunite with me..."

In an unusually soft tone, Rio planted a kiss on Lia’s forehead.

"I’ll forever stand by your side... because I’m your boyfriend, after all..."

Lia pulled her embrace even tighter, as though longing to vanish into Rio’s chest, and whispered.

"I-I want to go home..."

Noticing James and Kai soaring toward them from the distance, Rio nodded and responded,

"Yeah... let’s head home..."