Chapter 1-Aris Luccia/The White Dancing Fairy Sword Princess in the Moonlight
A young boy remains a float in the midst of an empty space. He kind of remembers what transpired basically seconds if not minutes ago. It was inside an endless void with seven other visible people, each of them seem clueless of their present situation. And that anime-like voice that said something of about detesting life and switching. After that everything went a blur, in he came here to this eternal horizon of blankness.
*Swoooosh*Hise could feel something has begun to move as he sees images surfacing around him out of nowhere. What lies in these pictures are a distant memory that of a young girl called Priscilla of how she was born, raised as an adorably cute girl, how she matured and grew to be a fine young lady.
“So these are her memories,” Hise remembers vaguely from that confrontation with that voice, a young and upright lady dressed in a iridescent white dancing gown with long flow brown silky hair that reach to her waist.
Many memories of this girl Priscilla began to flow into Hise as if they were his own, happy times, sad times, frustration, pity, envy and also hope. These memories started to converge, leading to a bright yellow glow to wraps around Hise as he dives into the unknown.
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“Aaa….aah!” Priscilla muttered out at the castle balcony as she seemed to awake from a short daze. Looking at her (his) slender arms and the familiar scenery that was peeked from a memory of the girl before, Hise could tell that he was now in possession of the body of the princess called Priscilla. Even her pristine white gloves which matched her fair skin as well as iridescent white gown embellished with small gems of every color was similar to what he saw in that void.
“Is this what was meant by a switch? Wh….what do I do now?” Priscilla mumbled to herself in a soft anxious tone. Hise is genuinely scared. He knew nothing of this girl Priscilla other than from he gathered from her memories and he was suddenly forced into the role of another person. To make it worse, it had to be a pretty princess who had many dutiful obligations, noble hobbies such as sword fighting and trained in the finest etiquette.
Hise had no confidence that someone like him would be able to continue out Priscilla’s life and started to panic because there was no one to guide him along. At least, that was what he thought a moment ago. A warm feeling entered his back as if there was another person placing his hand against it. That warm clasp was familiar. It was her, the Priscilla in his memories that was beckoning him silently to move on while giving him the courage to do so.
Priscilla then looked down the balcony which was about two stories high. Normally, Hise would be too scared to even dare to try putting a leg off the ledge. However, with this reassuring warmth he felt he could do the impossible. Thus, Hise took a leap of faith.
It was a splendid double somersault, followed by a crouched landing as the princess in white perfectly executed a jump off the second storey of the Royal Palace of Novis. It was a pity that there were no enthralled spectators nor any vigorous applause for such a performance. Nonetheless, Priscilla gave her usual curtsy as if the world was watching her up on stage.
Priscilla then began to walk towards the fountain at the palace’s courtyard as she felt that she could enjoy the view and silence of the empty courtyard while the ball is still ongoing. As she walked pass the hedges filled with roses to the center of the courtyard, she noticed there was a bench. The bench was not particularly special as there are more intricately designed ones back in the castle of her home, but there was a special object lying on the bench with no owner present. It was a rapier.
A strong sense of nostalgia assaulted Hise as he felt an irresistible temptation to hold that sword despite the sword not being his. Priscilla then picked up the rapier naturally and slowly unsheathed the sword.
“Fumu…this is a good sword,” Priscilla said to herself with a nod. The blade is polished, the edge is properly sharpened and if not for the scratches off the surface indicating years of usage, one would have thought it was a new rapier or just one for display.
Hise was unsure if he should be using another person’s belongings, even more so since he was now in the body of a princess. However, his feelings urged him otherwise and remembering that this princess was one that care more about sword practices than her image, he followed his instinct and begin swinging the rapier gracefully.
*Swish**Swoosh*The rapier flayed back and forth as Priscilla swung her arms. A back step and then a turn, followed by a thrust of the rapier. Everything came naturally to Hise as if he had practiced such movements countless times. The princess began dancing with the rapier in her hand as she thrusted and pierced with a rhythm to her movements.
Hise slowly recalls a pop song that was once sung back in his world. He then tried to incorporate it into the dance of the white moonlit princess as she swung her body and sword gently yet with precision from place to place as if engaging in a real battle. Priscilla slowly opens her red luscious lips and a melodious tune was then sung.
I don’t wanna hide myself,/(Thrusts rapier with a step forward)
Then stop hiding yourself./(Retracts rapier with a back step)
I just wanna be myself,/(Extend empty hand)
Just be yourself./(Places hand to chest)
I shall dance a song of freedom,/(turns 180 degrees while swinging rapier)
With all my heart right now./(raises rapier upward)
With a smile,/(swing rapier to the right with a slight turn to the right with a smile)
With all hope,/(swing free hand to the left with turning left slightly)
Just for you./(a slight tilt of the head and a wink)
In this warm moonlight I shall sing,/(turns 1 full round with arms open)
Without a care for the world./(place arms back down while lifting up face)
Just to be myself,/(thrusts rapier while doing a half turn)
To stay true forever./(lowers rapier down and raising empty hand forward while retracting foot back)
For one, I shall hold myself with pride,/(raises one finger while retracting hand to face and winking)
And never lie nor regret my acts./(swings rapier to right as if blocking an attack)
For two, I will treasure all,/(raises another finger while lowering arm to waist and retracting rapier back)
Who mean a lot to me./(thrusts rapier forward to perform a riposte)
For three, I shall do my best,/(raise another finger while raising arm to the left+ swing rapier to the right)
To not bend to the will of challenges/(does a small leap, and take two steps forward)
Even if it seems impossible at first sight./(takes a full spin while lowering arms)
My heart remains aflutter to this tune now,/(retracts both arms to chest)
And I shall summon my courage./(holds out both hands)
I shall dance a song of freedom,/(turns 180 degrees while swinging rapier)
With all my heart right now./(raises rapier upward)
With a smile,/(swing rapier to the right with a slight turn to the right with a smile)
With all hope,/(swing free hand to the left with turning left slightly)
Just for you./(a slight tilt of the head and a wink)
In this warm moonlight I shall sing,/(turns 1 full round with arms open)
Without a care for the world./(place arms back down while lifting up face)
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Just to be myself,/(thrusts rapier while doing a half turn)
To stay true forever./(lowers rapier down and raising empty hand forward while retracting foot back)
Ooooohhh…ooohhhhh…..oooohhhhhh…..ooooohhhhhh (Just keep spinning with hands behind)
(I should stop ripping off the song tune and part of the lyrics about now….ahahahaha, well the other half is like totally incongruent with the song lyrics anyway)
“Huff….huff, that was really more than I could manage. To sing while dancing with a sword, heh.” Priscilla said with satisfaction to herself with a huge grin on her face despite panting heavily.
Priscilla then did a half turn and gave a bow while raising the hems of her gown as if calling for an applause even though she knew there was no one there to do so.
ClapClapClap….a resounding applause echoed through the empty courtyard. Despite it only coming from a single person, it seemed strong enough to overwhelm the melody of humming bugs in nature in this peaceful moonlit night.
Priscilla was slightly shocked for a moment, with a tinge of red over her face upon discovering that she was seen. She then turn and faced the source of the applause with a slight frown as if she was interrupted from something good.
What lay before Priscilla’s sight was a young man that of similar age to her, he was wearing a crimson red suit with golden embellishments on top of it. The suit matched his vermillion red hair that seemed disheveled at first glance, but was actually artistically groomed after a closer inspection. It was Raizen Attilas Novis, the second prince of the Novis Kingdom of Valor. He was also the son of the king who invited the other nobles and royals to this three day long dancing ball.
“That was a marvelous performance, my lady. May I have your name?” Raizen asked courteously.
Priscilla bore a distasteful feeling in her heart as she replied with a slightly annoyed tone,” Priscilla of Xeniria, my dear prince. So what has brought you to this remote courtyard, shouldn't you be entertaining the guests?” Despite her speech being awfully polite, there was a hint of the displeasure of his obtrusion to her peaceful time alone.
Raizen could sense the displeasure and raised his shoulders while giving a sigh in a resigned manner. He then slowly raised his hand while pointing at the rapier and said, “My dear princess, all this humble prince has come here to do was to reclaim his rapier which he had forgot to keep away before the party began. When he arrived, he saw a fairy dancing in the moonlight with his dear sword and she started singing this wonderful song.”
Priscilla realized from his speech that he was the owner of the sword. She also knew that she should not be holding to another person’s belongings without permission and reluctantly raised her hand with the rapier to return it to Raizen.
Raizen saw the slightly pouting princess and gave a light chuckle while saying, “There is no hurry in returning me my sword as I would never be allowed to use it during the course of the party. Furthermore, I believe this rapier suits this dancing fairy before me much more than myself. Would you care to show me another song?”
“Huh, w-who are you kidding?” Priscilla replied in stuttering words as she thrust the sword onto Raizen’s hands while making a swift turn and leaving the courtyard. A faint tinge of red can be seen from her ears despite the dark night. All that remained in the courtyard was a mildly surprised Raizen.
“Princess Priscilla of Xeniria, huh.” A lone voice resounded in the darkness only illuminated by the dim moonlight.
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The next few days of the ball were all uneventful as Priscilla decided to not interact with anyone and stayed in her room most of the time. Soon it was time to depart from the Novis Kingdom to go back home.
Priscilla could only sigh in relief as she could finally return home and resume her brazen acts of sword practice. She was finally liberated from the troublesome niceties that a royal has to perform and felt as if the shackles restricting her body have vanished.
While she was enjoying herself in her fantasy, there seemed to be a loud commotion going on from outside the carriage that was about to depart. Priscilla who was curious who was the source of this attention noticed a red haired prince standing at the window of her carriage. It was Raizen.
“We shall meet again soon, my fairy.”He said in a teasing manner while glaring at Priscilla with the eyes of a predator. Screams of surprise and horror could be seen from the other ladies’ and princesses’ face, for Raizen who was a charming prince actually said such words to the brute princess.
Raizen Attilas Novis was a man whose beauty could only be rivaled by few that can be counted on a single hand. He has won the favor of many women, all seeking to be engaged with him. However, this is the first time Raizen has ever actively sought out someone from the opposite gender.
Priscilla was baffled at his actions, but it was only seen for a moment as the carriage started to move. It looks like her life is just going to get more troublesome from now on.
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Ohoho is it me, or is things getting hot around here? Priscilla’s life is about to take a huge turn from now on. So what did Raizen meant by those words? You can only find out in Chapter 2-Aris Luccia! Next up would be the first of our friends from Gaia Parallel A, Sammy as she deals with her NEET lifestyle reborn!
Seriously, is it me or is something burning?
“It is just you.” The charming angel Liselotte mutters out as she turns a knob. It seems to be connected to a large oven with nothing inside. On a closer look, it was not that nothing was inside, but rather normal people cannot see what was inside.
“Rise-chan, your burning me! It is hot! Think of the penguins suffering from global warming!”
“That has nothing to do with you” *Pokuuun* As the temperature knob was turned higher.
“I-I can’t do my work like this? Look at all the work piling up!?”
“It is not like you are going to do it even if you’re not inside the oven.”
“Aaaagh, I can feel Rise-chan’s hot passion driving into me~!”
“…!!!” *Pokuuun*Turn temperature knob even more, currently at 6.5 million degrees celcius.
*Pok-pok-pok* *KAAAAAABOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!*
It seems like the oven could not handle more than 8 million degrees. In the mass of smoke lay a not so cute angel in the void, with black soot all over her. Tears can be seen welling up in her eyes.
“…Hnnngh”
“Uuuuwaaaa…cute but dirty and sobbing Rise-chan, MOE KAWAII~, CHOOO MOEEEEEE~! MOE MOE KY-” *Whack**Whack**Whack*
The silver whip once again made its appearance.
Anyways *whack* see you nex- *whack* time on Chapter 1-1 Gaia Para-*whack* A!*whack* Geez, Rise-chan you should go more dere.*whack*
Oh and one last note, the original song I ripped off in case anyone is curious: Day7- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P85YrKzy2pQ
I am actually a bigger fan of the nightcore version: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_NLV_VLvVu0
"Seriously who do you keep talking to! And what H-T-T-P?"Liselotte said of in a pissed off tone while looking like a ash-ruined beauty. *WHACK*