Chapter 127

[Celeste Pov]

It actually happened, oh my lord! I can't believe it—I've been reborn.

For the first few seconds, everything appeared blurry, but slowly my vision started returning. I was amazed to see a beautiful elf with dark skin and white hair washing my now tiny body.

Then I heard the voice of the lady I heard yelling earlier, "Please, let me hold her, let me hold my baby." Ah, so she's my mother.

I was wrapped up in a blanket and passed on to the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. She had dark violet hair that matched her eyes, with a beauty mark by her lips. She had this mature look about her, like she had experienced a lot of things. I wondered if when I grow up, I will look as beautiful as her.

The way she looked at me as she held me—it was different from how my parents used to look at me. It was with so much love and affection. She started to caress my face as her eyes watered with tears.

"She's so beautiful," she said, her voice filled with happy emotions.

"She's perfect," she continued to mutter, with tears now streaming down her face.

She then looked toward the man with a happy smile and passed me off to someone else. "Here, hold her."

I was at first reluctant and didn't want to leave her hold. I didn't want to let go of the feeling of being loved. It felt so warm, so comforting.

I looked at the man who took hold of me rather grumbly, that was until I got a good look at him...

'He's so Handsome!' My very own prince charming.

He gently started to rub my cheek with his finger before proceeding to kiss my forehead.

I felt the love he had for me as he kissed my forehead, which dispelled all the previous sadness I had towards dying... So he's my new daddy.

He looks so handsome and strong. Is he like a king or something? If he is, that would definitely make me a princess.

From around my new daddy, new faces started appearing. They were all very beautiful as well—more elves appeared, one with blond hair, one with short white-blueish hair, another with dark blue that appeared purple, and a light blue one.

Then there was one that had the ears of a dog or wolf on her head, and another one with that of a cat. Although they all looked different, they were all very pretty... Are they my daddy's servants?

I saw their faces all start smiling towards him with a smitten look, like how I would have looked at a puppy or a kitten.

"SOOOO CUTTEEEEE!" They all unexpectedly shouted, causing me to almost jump out of my skin in fright.

I started to cry due to how frightened I was, which was unexpected; even I was surprised by my sudden outburst.

Through my tears, I saw how my daddy glared towards the woman for making me cry, causing them to shrink back apologetically.

I felt daddy swinging me in his arms softly, trying to calm me down. He looked towards me with a gentle smile. "It's alright, little one, daddy's here. Shhh, there's no need to cry," he softly whispered.

This is nothing like how my previous father treated me back in my past life. He wasn't full of affection like my new daddy is. So this is the love of a father—I feel so protected...

My own body started to relax, and my cries started turning into little whimpers. Daddy's head suddenly turned to the side, gaining a look of surprise; his eyes changed shape, turning purple, making them appear like coin slots. They looked beautiful as he started holding me protectively.

He looked angry, really angry, and scary. But the good kind of scary.

"Gates? What the hell are they doing in this world?" He growled before releasing a frustrated sigh.

He kissed my forehead once more—an act I'm starting to enjoy. "I'll be right back, little one," he whispered reassuringly.

I wanted to reach out and stop him. I wanted him to continue holding me in his arms, but before long, he passed me to my new beautiful mommy.

"What is going on?" she asked with worry, a sentiment I'm beginning to share. I just met this new daddy; I hope nothing bad happens to him.

"I'm sorry, I can't explain. I'll be right back. Igris, I'll leave my daughter's protection in your hands," he explained, which really wasn't much of an explanation, before calling forth someone.

From his shadow, a black knight appeared. He wore black armor with a purple outline, a large blue sword at his side, and a red feather? Ribbon? Whatever it was on his helmet and a black cape that hung from his shoulder.

'HE LOOKS SO COOL!' Is he my daddy's knight? What did my daddy call him again… oh right… Igris… woah, even the name is cool.

"Leave it to me, my liege," Igris responded, his voice sounding serious.

Daddy's body was then covered by this yellow goop before it popped and it showed him dressed in a cool outfit that made him look strong and mysterious.

He then completely disappeared into his shadow, which caused me to look in amazement. Would I possibly be able to do that in the future? I sure hope so; that was cool as heck.

My mother then brought me closer to her bosom. My body acted on its own and clung to her chest while I started to drink her milk.

'This is so embarrassing!!'

As I continued to drink my mother's milk, I saw my daddy's servants and his knight all turn towards where daddy left, the cat and dog servant started to hiss and bark.

Mommy looked around before looking towards the black knight. "Can you tell me what's going on? Why did Cid suddenly leave, and why did they start getting angry? You even looked toward that direction."

Mommy sounded nervous... No, a feeling more than nervous. Before long, Igris responded, "My liege is enraged... a feeling so strong it's resonating through our connection with him. Whatever he discovered in the gates I can't imagine was very pleasant," he explained.

So daddy is really, really angry, huh? I wonder what happened. 'Please be safe, daddy'... I couldn't help but pray.

"That term, Cid, used it as well. Just what is it?" Mommy said.

But is that really his name? It sounded... so lame. I thought it would have sounded more mysterious, powerful, one that had a commanding sound, like the one Igris had... Not "Cid," so lame.

"It's complicated. I cannot reveal anything without my liege's permission as it pertains solely to him," Igris continued to explain.

Igris then turned towards the blond elf. "Dismiss the ones that aren't connected with our liege; he has given me permission to explain the current situation."

The blond servant nodded and turned towards the others, making me realize there were more people peeking; wow, there are a lot. Just how many servants does daddy have?

The ones that stayed were maids that scared me, and three other human females. One had white hair, another one had pink hair, and the other one weirdly enough looked like daddy... Are they related?

"Is Cid alright?" The pink, shorter one asked nervously.

To which Igris replied, "Worry not; our liege is strong. He's almost impossible to kill... Now, for the important matter, as you all must already be aware, our liege isn't human; he is from an ancient race known as Monarchs."

What? Does that mean I'm not human either? Am I also a Monarch?... Nice.

"Wait, that should be impossible; he was born from my mother and father, both of whom are human. He's my little brother, so how could he be from another race altogether?" The one that looked like daddy said.

Ah, so they are related; that makes her my aunt. Interesting. I've never had an aunt before.

"My liege was created by the Absolute Being, a being that has long since perished, but my liege wasn't the only one. The Absolute Being—" Igris went on to explain using terms that were a bit difficult to figure out.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait," the white-haired human one interrupted, "The Absolute Being!? Who is that!?" She asked, something I also wanted to know; he sounds important.

"He was God. At the dawn of time, when light and darkness were all that existed, the Absolute Being split the light to create the Rulers and split the darkness to create the Monarchs."

Hearing Igris, my brain almost exploded in amazement. 'HE'S AN ANGEL!? MY DADDY WAS CREATED BY GOD SO HE MUST BE AN ANGEL!? DOES THAT MAKE ME AN ANGEL AS WELL!? FORGET BEING A PRINCESS; THAT'S SO LAME. AN ANGEL IS WAY COOLER.'