The Isekai of Alexandra Bloodthorn Willows Daughter
Book 0 Arrival
1. The hero she deserved
The whole of Litaras, capital of the holy Empire of Light, is at standstill today. Nobody works, leisure or trades since the first light of the day. Everyone looks up to the heavens and prays with all their might. And the Squires of the Holy Order of Paladins are walking the streets to make sure that it is so.
Converse to the silence of the city, the Cathedral of Justice is busy like an anthill. The huge place, between it and the cathedrals of the remaining gods of the Pantheon of Light, dense with choirs singing hymns of worship. Every participant of these choirs at least a Priest, gathered from the whole empire. Their count is in the thousands. And the Cathedral itself. Flagged in white and gold, its high towers stretching to meet heaven and sun, shines like burning in an inner fire of glory and power.
Inside, the halls and the space around the altar is filled with every Highpriest of Junitia, Goddess of Justice, the empire has to give, channeling their belief and power to the Archpriest. Standing at the feet of the 10 meter high icon of Junitia of pure gold, he receives the offerings. A long procession of the Paladins of Justice bring forward treasures of nearly uncountable power and worth, to be destroyed by the Archpriest in holy fire. Cores of every kind, icons and holy texts of the churches of dark, staffs and artefacts of powerful Mages, paid for with the blood of Paladins and other faithful. All set free their Power to be send to Junitia, together with the belief of the empire and all her Priests. Power for only one cause. To send out the Call for the Hero to come.
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In the realm of Gods an Magic, Junitia strides to the the Pillar of the Well. She is alone. Not one of her partners of the Pantheon of Light, no army of Angels and Beasts of the Light, nobody accompanies her now.
It is her turn to wield the Power of Fortune. She is on her way to claiming a Hero of her own.
At the Well of Magic, the neutral center of this realm, a new power will be brought into this world. A new Hero. And he will be hers.
At the top of the Pillar Junitia stands in the surreal mists of the different magics mingling together and making odd reactions wherever they meet. At the center of it all a disk, that all magics combines, vibrates with the sound of a deep bass Voice.
Junitia! What brings you to me? I feel the great power that you have with you!
I´m here to call and claim a soul from Beyond. A Hero to do my deeds in the world of mortals.
It is your right! Give up the Power and speak your Call!
Like a flood at high tide the Power sent by all the faithful breaks forth from Junitia and enters the disk.
I Junitia. Goddess of Justice in the Pantheon of light Call for my Hero!
I Call for a soul with potential of greatness!
I Call for a soul with understanding of fight and war!
I Call for a soul with a mind not to be broken!
I Call for a soul that knows the Gods say what’s true and rightness!
This is my Call!
Soul!
Come to me!
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As the Call goes out in the Beyond, searching places not even the Gods can reach, the magic mists slowly mass together. A bluish outline of a man forms itself between Goddess and disk. It seem to look around and speaks.
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Silence mortal soul!I am Junitia Goddess of Justice! I summoned you here to serve as my Hero! First choose a body so we can start.
Woha, look at that blond chick. Legs until bottom and tits like no gravity. I´m sure going to buy more of this stuff from Mike!
What nonsense are you speaking? Choose a body! Now!
Easy, Easy honey. What do you mean by choosing a body?
Looks like I should have Called for brains too. You are just a soul now. Focus on the body you want to have, and it will be so.
Ok, ok. No point in being harsh. I try.
The magic mists draw to the soul and soon a naked woman was standing there instead of the soul. She was barely complete solid, as she started to fondle herself.
What? Stop it. You are a man not a woman. And stop playing with those!
Nice isn’t it? Jessica Alba. Never thought I get my hands on these tits.
Stop being silly and choose your real body!There should be some helpful charts if it is to complicated for you.
Charts? O yes here. Interesting. Oh, there are other races too.
In fast sequence the body is going through a bunch of different races, until it stops on a slender fit body. Black hair, pale skin and 1.8 meter high.
What? A Darkelf? You..... I going to ….. You.....
Junitia presses the ridge of her nose and fights with her temper. Winning after a while. A time the newly Darkelf uses to fondle various parts of her body.
Ok. Ok. Let´s be reasonable. You had your fun, but you have to see, that as a Paladin or Priest of Justice you really can´t be a Darkelf. Even a Highelf would be difficult. So please make an Human body.
Wait. What? Paladin? Priest? Why should I want to become that? Full Healers are boring, and Paladins mostly arrogant asshats. I want to be something cool like a Necromancer or Assassin.
What? What is happening here? You will be The HUMAN MALE HERO OF JUSTICE THAT DOES WHAT I WANT AND....... AND STOP PLAYING WITH YOUR BREASTS WHEN I TALK TO YOU!!!
Hu? Sorry. I was a little mentally claimed by these little funbags. They are really cute. Nothing compared to yours naturally. These are really in their own league.
With these words the Darkelf reached with both hands at Junitia and squeezed.
With a thundering boom a backhand hit the little squeezer and swept her out of the Realm of Gods and Magic. Junitia in boiling fury left the Well shouting.
I WILL BE BACK! AND THEN I BETTER GET THE HERO I DESERVE!
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Wuhahahahahahah! Have you seen her face! That was so worth it. Huh HAHAHAHAHA! I can´t breathe! Her face as he got her tits. Or she got her tits? What a gag.
A little man, looking like an leprechaun, strolls out of the mist to the side. Walking in front of the Disk laughing like he has the best time of his life.
Yes. Yes. Karneol.
The deep bass voice interrupts.
But this will have some consequences. That I´m sure!
Consequences? Oh, come on. What can they do? You only interpreted her Call a little. The only thing they can do is collect the needed power again and try new. That will need some Time. Now let me enjoy this moment you grumpy loser.
Yes, she can try again. And do you know why, Karneol? Because she didn´t claim this Hero. Didn´t even gave him a Class.
Nope! HAHAHAHAHA Wuuusch! Like an Barbarian smashing a hamster. And gone the Hero was.
Yes Karneol, you are absolutely right. And where do you think our little Darkelf is now?
What do you mean? Somewhere down there. It´s not as her hit could harm him here. He will simply wake up somewhere, and?
Oh, yes! You are absolutely right, you old trickster. But you forget some important things.
What? No! I´m way to smart! My plan was perfect and delightful!
Not this time! First there is a Hero on the world. Unclaimed and so full of potential. Think of what can happen, if he dies to soon and all this potential gets set free all at once. You are the God of Chance not the God of Chaos, so I don´t think you like this consequence.
Karneol slowly loses his smile and jolly behavior.
Second, our deal was only that I played my part in your plan to mess with Junitias Call. Not to help you with the fallout!
What! Come on buddy! We are in this together. We...
NO!And my third point is, look where this trivial problem of yours is about to land.
What? Oh fuck! How? She can´t have be aiming. She was too furious to aim. I´m so fucked.
You should better be going. Might die there in a heartbeat.
Nearly direct in the Spring of Life. I better go. See you next time.
In a little puff Karneol disappears.
Yes you go. I hope he learns his lesson this time. This whole thing is fucked up! I never again play cards with him.
Never! Again!