Chapter 391: Chapter 391: Appolonia Sybilla of BrightSky

Chapter 391 – Apollonia Sybilla of BrightSky

For this particular matter, the girls wanted to discuss it in their own big chamber. A chamber that Noah always widened each time there was a new addition to his wives.

Now, saying it like that made it sound like he added without much thought behind it. And that would be misleading, Noah was quite a man able to choose the perfect woman for their little cute group.

But that was not the subject of talk on that fateful day.

Sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed, his back on the bed-wall, Noah was looking at Justicia facing him directly in front of him with his piercing eyes.

Neko, Lea, and Lucie were all in their beast forms. As always, Neko and Lea were on his laps, making themselves at ease while giving occasional annoying growls if one trespassed the other’s territory. Lucie, meanwhile, was sitting on his head, muttering under her breath how Noah’s hair was the best nest ever.

Her crow body was black and silver, her eyes more mesmerizing than ever.

The wives now spread themselves out across the bed, watching and waiting for the talk.

Seeing Noah’s attention and all of her sisters on her, Justicia felt like it was time to finally tell why she had done all this to Elizabeth in the past. And why she had wanted to make her a slave so that she might never leave her side.

Clearly, now everyone knew she did not do it of her own volition. She did it because she was ordered by…

“Soleil, The Bearer of Sun.” Justicia said, her voice like a fearful whisper, then looked at Elizabeth sitting at the right side of Noah, “It’s the one who wanted to make sure your soul and the bloodline of a Celestial stayed locked.”

Elizabeth tilted her head, confusion flickering inside blank eyes, “Enlighten me more. By now, I already understood I have lived some kind of life before this one, but who was I? And why did I come to Laeh?”

Justicia spared a glance at Noah before parting her lips, “I am but a servant used to trap you forever. But for what I know, Elizabeth Lightcross Vaelgrim, in your first life you were called Apollonia Sybilla of BrightSky.”

The simple utterance of the name made the air tighten for some unknown reason, as if she had said something she should not.

And she indeed had.

If Noah was not actively hiding their presence at that instant, Soleil and all people linked to this event would have felt something wrong.

No, they already felt something wrong. But they had no idea what or where it came from.

But there was another consequence to Justicia’s words.

They said that sometimes one smell, one look, one music, or even… one single word could make you recall things you never thought were held inside your head.

It was truly curious and fascinating. Especially for the girls, as they watched how Elizabeth reacted when the name was spoken.

Her eyes went wide in trepidation, her body quivered as if suddenly caught cold, and something inside her began to unravel itself.

She shuddered even more. Yet Justicia was not done.

Today, she shall let go of everything inside her heart. And in doing so, she hoped to forget the fear she felt for the Bearer of Sun.

So she parted her lips,

“You were also known as The Knower of Light, and the first daughter of the True Child Apollo of BrightSky.”

Another shudder.

“That makes you a direct descendant of the Progenitor of the Celestial, and also a close granddaughter to Him.”

The wives opened their eyes wide, looking at Elizabeth with deep amazement but also a hint of shock. Granddaughter of a Progenitor? Knower of Light? Apollo of BrightSky?

What was happening?

Something Elizabeth wanted to know more than them, her chest beginning to throb madly.

Inside, her soul was shivering, and her mind was flickering sporadically like a flame caught in wind, looking as if something was forcefully trying to emerge back, to awaken, and this time without her consent.

“Are you okay?” Yuki asked Elizabeth, voice soft but worried, but all she received was a low growl of pain and discomfort.

Elizabeth still managed to nod weakly to her sister’s worry, while trying to get closer to the silent Noah.

Noah was only watching and listening without saying anything yet. In fact, even his face was unreadable, impossible for anyone to tell what was dancing inside his mind. But his eyes were fixed on both Justicia and Elizabeth.

Mainly Elizabeth.

Justicia continued calmly, despite the sudden rise in tension, “I did not know you when you were at your highest stage, but your power to see the future through Light, to read the truth illuminated by Light, to use the Sun and the Moon as easily as breathing by controlling the concept of Light to a ridiculous degree, and much more, were known to all.”

“And that prowess of yours made it so you were designated to be the next Throne Holder.”

Here, Justicia’s voice lowered considerably, as if afraid to be heard, but still she managed to whisper her next words,

“But not everyone was happy for that. Especially as you are the daughter of Apollo of BrightSky, and Idalia Marigold of LightTorcheur — the second True Child of the Progenitor — did not want her brother’s family to hold the Throne.”

The more she spoke, the more Elizabeth struggled to stop herself from shaking. At this point, both her soul and mind were being shattered into pieces, from them, you could peek inside her soul and see something radiant about to be born from it. Or rather… awaken.

Not only her soul and mind. Her bloodline too was rebelling against her. Her Elysiari bloodline was fighting with a newly rising one, one so arrogant in proportion that it was staggering to witness.

The wives noticed the turbulent power radiating from her, as the light around the room flickered too harshly, and the temperature was suddenly hotter, then colder a second later.

Also, they were seeing visions. Not from the threads but from Light itself.

“Oh my,” Selene exclaimed, “Now, what is happening?”

Elizabeth was growling like a mad beast, thrashing on Noah while holding her head so tightly one would believe she wanted to crush it.

Her nails dug deep into her scalp, blood dripping.

Her sisters’ eyes became riddled with worry instantly.

“Her soul is fracturing,” Elira noticed, “her past self is trying to take over her current self.” Her voice was grim at the end, her forehead bearing a distinct frown.

“Her mind too,” Christelle added, “soon, many things will be added to her current memories, and with that…”

“…her emotions will be altered,” Zara continued, voice hoarse, “and she will no longer be the Elizabeth we have known till now.”

And it was not over.

“…her bloodline too,” Morgan — mother of Zara — whispered, “even if her Elysiari bloodline doesn’t get swallowed by her past bloodline, it will still be altered.”

A sudden silence swelled inside the room. Then…

“Urghh! Like, what’s happening?” Emmie was lost.

All of them voiced their concerns, apprehensive of what was about to happen while looking at the current state of Elizabeth.

They would have done something by now, if Noah were not simply watching and listening, letting Elizabeth thrash on him without a single word.

Then, seeing Justicia unable to continue her words, he smiled faintly and continued,

“You have been betrayed by beings of the BrightSky,” he said, Elizabeth shrieked in misery. “Not only you, your father was betrayed, and with Idalia Marigold’s intervention, he was captured and framed for something he didn’t do. At this moment, as we speak, he is still sealed.”

Elizabeth began to knock her head against Noah’s chest, golden tears pouring from her eyes, her banshee-like shriek shaking the very walls of the room.

The wives took a step back.

“In your case,” Noah continued, letting Elizabeth do whatever she wished to him, “in anger, you fought Idalia, and unsurprisingly, you lost against her. I guess True Children are of a different breed.” He softly chuckled at the end.

An odd thing in that tense moment.

“You made many mistakes in that process, going against numerous laws of the Celestial, and specifically against a True Child. Like your father, you became condemned.”

“In all accounts, you were supposed to be sealed. And that is exactly what everyone still believes. But Idalia’s eldest son, Soleil Octave of LightTorcheur — the Bearer of Sun — managed to take you out of the sealing room with the help of his mother and other accomplices.”

“They shattered your core, sealed your soul and your memories and bloodline, and killed you while using a reincarnation technique to make you revive in another world under the care of Justicia.”

“ARGHHHHHH!” Elizabeth cried out.

“Killing you completely was an impossible task, as it would have directly alerted the Light-Touched, Overseer of the Laws in the Celestial Divine World.”

At this point, anything that made Elizabeth who she was began to rupture. In its place, someone else surfaced. Someone more powerful than the current Elizabeth.

Someone called Apollonia, but just as everything seemed ready to conclude, as the light of all Laeh flickered sporadically, Noah finally looked at Elizabeth… but deep inside her.

He went past her soul, past her mind, past her bloodline… and reached the deepest part of her, the origin of her very self.

There, he saw a sharp golden nail. One nail exuding such power it would destroy Laeh a billiond of times instantly if it were to be released.

This was the exact thing Noah had been waiting for, and something only an Elizabeth on the verge of self-change could reveal.

As this was the nail Idalia made in case Elizabeth ever regained her past self, a beacon allowing her to locate Elizabeth no matter the distance or restriction.

’Quite crafty, but oh well,’ Noah thought with a smile before placing his index finger on Elizabeth’s head.

“I am sorry, my dear. Now, sleep.” He whispered lovingly, making her fall asleep instantly, then inserted his hand deep into her being and extracted the golden nail, wrapping it in both his Authority and his Domain.

In addition, he used his power of Providence to hide the golden nail within billions of folds of different possibilities and futures, making it nearly impossible to trace its true position.

Next, Noah looked at the bloodline, soul, and mind of the current Elizabeth.

“What are you going to do?” Selene asked.

Noah smiled,

“Give my wife the right to choose who she wants to be.” He said, then pressed his finger — now looking like woven threads — to her forehead.

At a simple touch, Noah isolated Elizabeth and Apollonia into two different entities and made them meet in their soul space.

Next, he closed his eyes, and entered inside the soul space to see how things would unfold.

—End of Chapter 391—

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