"Then I can pick whatever weapon I want?"
[Well,depends.]
'Depends?'
"What do you mean 'depends'?"
[It depends on the compatibility between the weapon and the holder. You see,these are not ordinary weapons. We call it 'me'. These 'me's maintain the world order and foundation of civilization.](A/N:Check out if your interested in mythology of Sumerian)
Hwajin looked around. As she look around the magic circle a certain weapon caught her eye.She went to the weapon that's shining faintly. She doesn't know if its because of the light coming from the magic circle but one thing is for sure,she choose this weapon.
"I choose this."
The weapon glowed and became transparent as Hwajin pointed it. The weapon disappeared and a tattoo appeared in her wrist. It was an ancient text from her former world as Artemisia.
'It means judgement.'
The tattoo disappeared as if it was absorbed by Hwajin's body.
[Looks like we are near to finish.]
The goddess put her hand in Hwajin's forehead and spoke.
[From this point on,you,mortal child will become my kin. You wil serve me with loyalty and listen with obedience. As you are my acknowledged descendant witnessed by me myself.This event will be recorded in the sacred world. Child,do you accept?]
"I accept."Hwajin said with no hesitation.
She's excited,happy and nervous. She cant wait to see her parents again,her loved ones she missed in her original world.
[Then start your journey as my apostle.]
Hwajin's body started to turn into dust. Those dust went in a door of white.
[May the gods mercy and grace be with you.]
She finally turned into a complete dust.
***
"My lady,please wake up."
A voice woke Hwajin up.
'No. I'm not Hwajin anymore.'
She opened her eyes and sit up.She looked at her small hands. A maid entered her room at that moment. It was her former maid, Nera.
"Nera,what day is it?"
Nera pondered why her young lady was asking but still spoke.
"Its the 14th day of the seventh month,Sextilis.In the year of Inanna the goddess."
She repeated those words in her head.
'That means I'm still 10 years old.'
Artemisia thought to herself.