Eirik took a deep breath and finished the incantation, watching as the elemental forces swirled before him. With a steady exhale, he felt his magical power surge within him. Today, breaking through the next boundary seemed inevitable.

But just as he focused on mastering his magic, a series of sharp knocks echoed from the door.

He opened it, and there stood Elvynna, radiating an otherworldly beauty. It was clear she had put effort into her appearance; her ethereal charm seemed even more pronounced, as if she were a celestial being temporarily lost in the mortal world.

“Elvynna, is something wrong?” Eirik asked, confused. There was something unsettling in the air, a tension he couldn’t place.

Elvynna’s gaze locked onto him, her eyes gleaming with a soft affection, laced with both excitement and expectation. Known for her distant, almost cold demeanor, she rarely let her emotions show—especially after discovering that he lacked the memories of their past lives together.

Though she had shown fleeting moments of warmth, she typically maintained a reserved, unapproachable aura.

Now, however, the tenderness in her eyes left Eirik feeling more perplexed than ever. What was going on? They hadn’t shared any major experiences recently, and Elvynna’s current behavior seemed out of place, even disproportionate.

“Hahaha, I’m just lucky, you’re all making too much of it!” Pixie chuckled, her laughter filling the chat group as she basked in the rare praise.

Though few actually complimented her, she relished the attention. “Hey, guess how I pulled off that SSS rating today?”

Her boastful tone stirred envy in others, even as they rolled their eyes.

Just as she was soaking in the moment, she noticed Violanda, who had been lurking in the background, suddenly popping up in a private message.

“Pixie, still here, showing off? Did you know your beloved Eirik might be snatched away?”

Violanda had just learned that Eirik was real and had become a guest elder for the Ravenshadow family.

“Eirik really exists? Does that mean—” Violanda’s heart leapt with joy. She wanted to rush to Aelsryel immediately, but hesitation crept in when she thought of the “Reincarnation Mirror” she had just acquired. Her expression darkened.

With that item in play, and with Elvynna so close, could she lose Eirik again? First in the simulation, and now, perhaps, in the real world?

Frustrated, Violanda fumed, unsure of her next move, especially with Pixie still basking in her self-congratulatory tone. It made her blood boil.

The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.

That sly little bitch, always so sharp—yet when it really mattered, she couldn’t get it right!

Unable to contain herself any longer, Violanda shot her a message.

“What? Someone’s after Eirik in the real world? What are you talking about?”

Pixie’s playful attitude shifted in an instant to one of alertness. In the simulation, many had speculated about Eirik’s existence in the real world, but finding one person amidst billions was no easy task.

Aside from those in Aelsryel, only a handful knew Eirik was with the Ravenshadow family.

How had Violanda figured it out? Oh, right—she was a master alchemist and the High Priestess. She had the resources and influence to uncover such secrets.

As for Elvynna, Pixie wasn’t overly concerned. To prevent Elvynna from making any sudden moves on Eirik, Pixie had arranged for several maids to keep watch outside his room, ready to act if anything unusual occurred.

If it was just a casual visit, she wouldn’t have eavesdropped. After all, Eirik might feel smothered if she hovered too close. Even lovers needed their space.

“You don’t need to be so defensive,” Violanda responded with a calm tone. “I’ll explain. Our real problem is Elvynna. She just got her hands on something called the ‘Reincarnation Mirror.’”

Pixie’s eyes widened in shock. What?!

A chill ran down her spine as she processed Violanda’s words. The Reincarnation Mirror? That was a dangerous artifact—it could bring back memories from past lives! If it worked on Eirik, he’d likely remember his previous life with Elvynna... and run back to her.

Without wasting another moment, Pixie bolted toward Eirik’s room.

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[Elvynna has used the Reincarnation Mirror on you.]

[Reincarnation Mirror (Gold): Recalls memories from a past life. The memories will last for six hours.]

[Reminder: After six hours, the memories will fade.]

As Eirik conversed with Elvynna, a sudden notification echoed in his mind.

Wait... What?

I’m remembering things from the simulation?!

It felt like fragments of their time together as Mythic Beings were flooding back. As the thought passed through his mind, waves of vivid memories surged toward him.

In that life, as a Mythic Being, his lifespan was almost eternal, and his memories vast. Fortunately, most of the recollections were blurry, with only a few clear images standing out.

Perhaps due to his soul’s strength, the system didn’t overwhelm him with every memory, but the emotions—intense and raw—pounded in his mind, leaving him with a dull ache in his head.

It wasn’t unbearable, though. Slowly, his expression shifted as unforgettable scenes flashed before his eyes.

That day in the crowded marketplace, in front of all of Aelsryel, when he had rejected the master alchemist’s offer and chosen to live his life with Elvynna...

On a blood-streaked night, when he had held her hand as they fled across the desert, evading their pursuers...

Together, they had stormed the capital city of Elaresar and slain Princess Scarlett...

In an ancient graveyard beyond the forbidden zone, they had shared a tender, passionate night...

They had crossed the Reincarnation Sea of the demonic realm...

Their family had grown, filled with children...

They had faced the nameless Archmage, a threat to the very fabric of the world, and defeated him together...

As a united couple, they had restored balance to reality itself, ushering in an era where magic scholars thrived.

“Elvynna, I’m so sorry. In that life, I left you first... You must’ve been so lonely afterward...”

Tears welled up in Eirik’s eyes.

“Elrik, my love!” Elvynna cried, tears streaming down her face. “You remember now?”

Eirik pulled her into a tight embrace.

Meanwhile, Pixie burst into the room, barefoot and breathless. She froze in the doorway, staring at the sight before her—Eirik holding Elvynna, his gaze soft with affection.

Her heart skipped a beat.

“No... this can’t be... I’m too late?!”