I meet a goddess or my...

As the sun began to filter through the room, a soft, melodic voice cut through the peaceful silence. "Young lord!" A stunning woman, dressed in a traditional maid's attire, glided into the spacious room. The sweet scent of her perfume wafted through the air, filling the room with an intoxicating fragrance. "Young lord, wake up," she repeated, her voice a gentle call to the slumbering figure on the bed. "Lady Sofia is on her way."

Suddenly, the door to the room burst open, and a vision of ethereal beauty strode in. Her long hair cascaded down her back, and the wings that sprouted from her shoulder blades shimmered in the light. She held a sword, and her commanding presence left the maid stepping back. She approached the bed where a handsome man, in his twenties, lay sleeping. She leaned over him, whispering, "It's time to wake up."

But he didn't stir. The lady tried again, but still, he remained asleep. Frustrated, she picked up his hand and lightly smacked his face. He stirred and rubbed his eyes, finally awakening. He opened his eyes to see two stunning women before him - one dressed as a traditional maid, and the other adorned in a magnificent dress with angelic wings sprouting from her back. In awe, he muttered, "Goddess."

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the man fell from his bed, unconscious.

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As the man slowly opens his eyes, he realizes that he is no longer in the comfort of his bed. The room he finds himself in is lavish and ornately decorated, a stark contrast to his modest living quarters from before. Bewildered, he starts to talk to himself, trying to piece together the events that led him to this unfamiliar place. "Where am I?" he mutters. "The last thing I remember was reading a novel... what was it about? Why can't I remember anything?" His thoughts are interrupted by a faint noise, and he sees two women approaching his bed.

One of the women, who seems to be the leader, checks on him and asks if he is okay. Still confused and disoriented, the man stammers out a reply. The other woman, who seems to be her assistant, speaks up and reveals that he had called the leader "Goddess" just before he almost fell. This catches the man off guard, as he has no memory of doing so. He tries to play it off as a joke, but the assistant is quick to correct him and reveals that she is his sister, not a goddess.

The man is stunned, realizing that he has somehow reincarnated into a wealthy family with a sister he never knew he had. The thought of being wealthy and living a life of luxury excites him, and he gazes at himself in the mirror, noticing that he even has horns on his head. However, his thoughts are soon interrupted by the sister, who informs him of some guests that will be arriving shortly. She leaves him to prepare, and the man is left alone with the maid.

As the maid approached the man, she politely asked, "Is there anything you need, sir?" The man's mind immediately began to conjure up a mischievous thought, but he quickly dismissed it and responded with a simple, yet firm, "No, thank you. You may go now." Despite the temptation to indulge in his naughty imagination, he knew that it was inappropriate and unbecoming of a gentleman like himself. So, he bid the maid farewell with a polite nod, determined to maintain his composure and dignity at all times. After all, it takes more than a momentary lapse of judgment to tarnish one's reputation.

As he reflects on his situation, the man realizes that his newfound wealth and beauty may not be as simple as they seem. Despite any challenges that may have come his way, he found himself overwhelmed with happiness and contentment in his new role as a Nobel. All he desired was to bask in the tranquility of his newfound life. The simple pleasures of waking up each morning to a fresh cup of coffee, taking leisurely walks through the serene countryside, and enjoying quiet evenings spent reading by the fire filled him with an undeniable sense of joy. For him, there was no need for extravagance or grandeur; he was content with the humble pleasures of life.

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"Or that's what he thought," The author muses to himself, "but it's just the peace before the storm."

- To be continued

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Character Details:

Meet Sofia, the alluring protagonist of our story. She may look like a 26-year-old woman, but don't let her appearance fool you; she's an ageless being who transcends time itself. As the Princess of a yet-to-be-disclosed kingdom, Sofia commands a level of respect that's nothing short of regal. Her vast wealth, estimated to be enough to buy the earth five times over, is only a small part of her charm.

Sofia's long, luscious white hair flows in the breeze, framing her pale complexion and somewhat white eyes. Her full, ample bosom is a testament to her undeniable femininity, and her majestic wings leave little doubt as to her otherworldly nature.

As for her goals, well, that's a mystery yet to be revealed in future chapters. But one thing is for certain: Sofia's story promises to be a thrilling journey of self-discovery, adventure, and maybe even a little bit of romance.