Inside the colossal tower, shimmering with phosphorescence and dreamlike illusion, a "cocoon" formed entirely from golden hair and enlarged many times over was unraveling on its own.
It lay at the center of the room, flickering with faint ghostly light. Strands of hair peeled away as if they possessed lives of their own, then transformed into motes of light and vanished in the blink of an eye, gradually revealing an incomparably beautiful figure within.
She wore magnificent, noble robes and an exquisite crown. She was far taller than an ordinary man, and her pale golden hair was glowing. No, her entire body was glowing—her hair, clothes, and skin, everything radiated a pure light like that of an elf.
She was a young girl, her appearance fixed at eighteen or nineteen.
When she slowly opened her eyes, they seemed to hold the stars within them. Clear as spring water, she possessed a free and beautiful aura, flawless in every way.
Perhaps because she had only just awakened, she looked somewhat confused. Soon, an angelic face was reflected in her eyes.
She had originally wanted to say something, perhaps to ask a question or offer thanks.
But in the next moment, she sensed the sacred aura possessed only by all living things emanating from Diana. A single glance from her was enough to purify all evil.
"A goddess, a young and holy goddess."
She suddenly tried to rise, intending to pay her respects.
But the uncontrollable "weakness" in both body and soul overwhelmed her. She could not rise until specks of Dream Phosphorescence appeared in her eyes. The phosphorescence, containing the divinity of life and souls, repaired the damage she had suffered through the long Years like a Divine Miracle when she drew her first breath.
Her body automatically floated up and