Never raise a Flag, or else the cliche Will get you!

"So you want me to open this super suspicious red coffin full of black chains?" I asked the knight beside me sarcastically.

"Yes! You told me you don't remember anything, so I'm pretty sure if you open the coffin, you can probably remember everything!" The knight answered me like an excited puppy.

The knight and I are in a dark chamber made of crystalline stones. There is no light in the chamber, but still, I can see clearly as day.

This place is a secret chamber that is on the top floor of the castle, underground. It took quite a while to get here, but I was able to have a tour of the castle, and I must say, it's all falling apart. He had brought me to the chamber after thinking for nearly an hour after I informed him that I didn't remember anything at all.

"What exactly do you expect to happen? I won't touch that creepy coffin for no good reason!"

"Your Majesty, I have a memory of you, before you went to your deep slumber. Your Majesty, you sealed 99% of your powers inside this coffin made of the wood of a Tree that cries in pain in the Forest of Harpies, collected in the Seventh Circle of Hell. It was carved and bewitched by Hecate, the Goddess of Crossroads, Entrances, Fire, Light, the Moon, Magic, Witchcraft, the knowledge of poisonous herbs and plants, Ghosts, Necromancy, and Sorcery, who was once your lover!"

Wow, okay. He said a lot of weird and absurd things at the same time, it will take me a few seconds to process that.

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Okay, my brain has processed everything! Good thing I didn't get stupid or anything after my transmigration. What? It makes sense! I'm a vampire now, an undead! My brain shouldn't even be working in the first place!

Ehem! Back to the important and strange subject!

First, a coffin made from the wood of a weeping tree. Why the hell would a tree be crying? And was she plucked from the seventh circle of hell? What the hell was Rosalia thinking? Did she want to get over Dante or something?

To be fair, going to hell isn't too strange, Rosalie most likely had the ability to create the Eluvians.

But I'm not blindly trusting the 'A transmigration in which I have everything I've written.' cliche. I may have turned into Rosalie, but nothing says that I, and the Rosalie of the past, would have the abilities I wrote about on that online sheet.

And Hecate, a Goddess, being 'my' lover...?

Well, at least Rosalie from the past had a nice taste. If I really will remember everything after I open the coffin, I hope I can 'remember' our days together.

I've never had many intimate moments with girls, unfortunately.

I hope this Hecate has a nice big pair of badonkers! I would be disappointed in Rosalie otherwise!

Boobs are justice! But they are also a very delicated subject. Maybe I'll gain more power if I suck some titties instead of blood?

Who knows.

"I'll make it very clear that everything you've said makes me even less willing to open that coffin," I told the knight beside me after my inner daydreams.

I look at him, and he lowered his head with a sad expression.

"But!"

His expression brightened instantly. Really, it's like a puppy.

I continued, "I can't just try to figure it all out myself, I don't even know what I can or can't do with 1% of 'my' original power. Like it or not, if something threatens me, I'm going to have to open the coffin to get more power back. One way or another, I'll have to open the coffin. So be it."

The knight's expression was so radiant with happiness that for a second I swore his skin was glowing like Edward's. Yes, you know which Edward I'm talking about. Teen vampire? Lives in a forest? Have glowing skin when he goes out in the sun? Honestly, he's more of a fairy than a vampire.

For a second I was disgusted to think of that abomination as a vampire. Maybe this is my new vampiric nature despising him?

Nah, I felt that way too before.

Back to the coffin, I took a deep breath, gathered all the courage I had, and placed my hand under the blood-red coffin.

With just a little touch of my hand, the black chains shatter with a snap of metal, making me jump back in fright.

I'm sure this was done on purpose to scare me!

Finally, I slowly start opening the coffin, which surprisingly has a very heavy lid, making me have to open it with both hands.

It took a few seconds for me to fully open the coffin, causing the lid to fall to the floor with a loud bang.

I look hesitantly at the inside of the coffin, but all I see is complete, strange pitch black. It was as if there was a dark dimension inside the coffin.

I waited for a minute, but nothing happened.

"Wait, is that it? I opened the coffin, but nothing happened. Did i do something wrong?" I spoke to the knight without taking my eyes off the coffin.

Before the knight could answer me, dozens of frightening crimson red eyes opened out of nowhere from inside the coffin, and at the same time, they all looked at me.

Oh yeah, how could I forget about this cliche?

The famous cliche, 'Nothing will happen, until you say nothing happened'.

The red eyes shone like a ruby ​​in the sun, and In the next instant, everything went black.