As I drove home from the hospital, the rain poured down like a relentless curtain, shrouding the city in a misty veil. My mind still reeled from the intricate brain surgery I had performed earlier. Suddenly, an egg splattered on my windshield, obscuring my view. Before I could react, a truck slammed into my car, sending me spiraling into a dark abyss.
When I came to, I found myself in a dimly lit chamber, surrounded by an eerie silence. A succubus emerged from the shadows, her eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity. She reached out and touched my forehead, unleashing a jolt of electricity that left me dazed.
As my vision cleared, I discovered myself in a radiant realm, bathed in a soft, ethereal glow. A stunning woman with porcelain skin and raven hair stood before me. Her presence exuded an aura of serenity and wisdom.
"Who are you?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
"I am Ashna, a demi-goddess," she replied, her voice like music. "I have been watching you, ashrav. You possess a unique gift – the ability to awaken your chakras. But alas, a higher devil has cursed you, causing your untimely demise."
My mind reeled as Ashna explained the circumstances of my death and the corruption of my soul. I felt a surge of emotions: shock, anger, and a deep sense of loss.
"What can I do?" I asked, desperation creeping into my voice.
Ashna's expression turned sympathetic. "I can transform the curse into a system, allowing you to suppress its influence. Additionally, I shall grant you a god system and three extra skills: base creation, base advancement, and space-time control."
As Ashna spoke, a mission prompt appeared before me:
"Give your proper introduction to Goddess Ashna, whom you forgot to acknowledge. Reward: Unknown."
I felt a pang of embarrassment and quickly introduced myself. "Sorry, Goddess Ashna. I am Ashrav, a doctor. If you need any medical assistance, please don't hesitate to ask."
Ashna's expression softened, and she nodded in approval. "Mission completed, Ashrav. Now, prepare for your reincarnation into a new world, where magic and cultivation reign supreme."
With those words, a brilliant light enveloped me,
As the brilliant light enveloped me, I felt my consciousness being pulled into a new reality. But just as suddenly, a dark energy surged in, disrupting the reincarnation process.
A woman emerged from the shadows, her piercing heart shaped red eyeball and glazing eyes blazing with anger. "You think you can hide him from me, Ashna?" she snarled, her voice dripping with venom.
Ashna raised her hand, summoning a shield of pure energy. "Laura, stop! You can't take him he will become source !"
But Laura's gaze locked onto mine, and her expression faltered. For a moment, I saw a glimmer of recognition, even curiosity.
"Ashrav?" she whispered, her voice barely audible.
I felt a jolt of surprise. How did she know my name?
The reincarnation process malfunctioned further, causing my consciousness to fragment. I felt myself being torn between two realms.
When the light faded, I found myself in a strange, unfamiliar body. But something was off. My memories were hazy, and my senses felt dulled.
I looked down at my hands, only to see they were not my own. They were smaller, more delicate, with a subtle sheen to the skin. I was in a girl's body.
Ashna's voice whispered in my mind, "Ashrav, I'm sorry. The reincarnation was disrupted. You can't go back to where you should have gone."
I felt a pang of sadness and disappointment. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice shaking.
"You were meant to reincarnate into a world of magic and cultivation," Ashna explained. "But Laura's interference has bound you to this realm even though it has all thing but it so already under a demon king control . You're stuck here now."
I felt a surge of anger towards Laura, but also towards Ashna. "You're saying I'm stuck here because of your failure and what you mean by I will become source ?" I accused.
Ashna's voice was laced with disappointment. "I'm afraid so, Ashrav. You're an object that can't be taken back. You'll have to make the best of it here."
I doubted who was right or wrong. Was Ashna truly sorry, or was she just trying to justify her mistake? And what did Lyra want from me?