Millennium Puzzle

Millennium Puzzle.

This should be the final piece of the puzzle that constitutes the transmigration element.

[That Millennium Puzzle, which clearly wasn't an ordinary toy, definitely had major problems.

When I received the pile of parts with no instructions, I put it together naturally without any thought.

I remember that guy saying before that he spent a month at home trying to assemble it with no progress, while I only took... eight minutes.]

The conversations with her childhood friend and the scenes of assembling the puzzle flashed through her mind. Thanks to this body, memories were as clear and detailed as a high-definition movie for her.

[I didn't notice these abnormalities back then, even though it was dozens of irregularly shaped parts without any instructions, and I didn't make a single mistake.

Looking back now, it was probably the Millennium Puzzle or something else actively guiding me through the assembly.]

Thinking this, Golden Phantom Spirit once again sank her consciousness into her body.

This time, at her clear call, the golden Millennium Puzzle indeed emerged from the depths of her soul.

With a thought, she materialized it in front of her chest. Golden Phantom Spirit held the inverted pyramid-shaped puzzle that appeared out of thin air in both hands and examined it carefully.

Hmm... its size, dimensions, and color details were all identical to the anime. The golden texture felt not too heavy in her hands, and there were no marks from the casting process on any of its four sides. The entire puzzle felt naturally formed.

The only anomaly was the "Eye of Horus" on the front of the puzzle. Its pupil was pitch black, like an abyss.

[I remember the pupil being golden back then.]

Without much hesitation, having formed a path dependency, she closed her eyes again and sent her consciousness into it.

"Ding~"

A not-too-dazzling light flashed, and Golden Phantom Spirit opened her eyes again.

The scene that greeted her eyes did not surprise her. It was a sight identical to the anime—countless doors and chaotically arranged stairs connected to each other, forming the strange space within the puzzle.

She placed her hand on the doorknob of the door directly in front of her. This was the only white door in this place; all the other doors were a cold, pitch black.

The moment she gripped the doorknob, Golden Phantom Spirit felt that this was her own "mind room."

She pushed gently, and the door opened.

Inside, it was empty. There was no nameless Pharaoh, nor was there Shadi wandering around with two Millennium Items. There was only a pure white space stretching as far as the eye could see.

The space was filled with a gentle white light, quite similar to the "Hyperbolic Time Chamber" in Dragon Ball.

[I wonder if I can bring things from the outside world here. If it's possible, it could serve as a portable storage.] Golden Phantom Spirit thought as she stood in the pure white space.

As her "mind room," she knew the moment she walked in that there was nothing else here, so she lost interest in exploring further and didn't stay long. Instead, she directly exited the room and headed for the other black doors.

There were many black doors. The closest one to her was on the stairs to her left.

The black on the surface of that door was extremely dense, showing no reflection at all. From a distance, it seemed to be staining the stairs below.

Suppressing the slight strangeness in her heart, Golden Phantom Spirit steadily climbed the stairs, step by step, towards the abyss-like door.

However, as she got closer, she realized that the blackness on the door was not the color of the door itself, but a layer of pitch-black, mist-like substance.

These unknown mists, as if darkness had materialized, clung tightly to the door, instinctively making one want to stay away.

Ignoring the black substances, Golden Phantom Spirit placed her hand on the doorknob, intending to open it as she had before.

But this time, she felt an unprecedented resistance. The black mist sealed the door tightly.

Having no other choice, she had to circulate the divine power within her to try and disperse the black mist.

Golden flames ignited from her hand and spread to her forearm, slightly dispersing the darkness around the doorknob.

It had an effect, but it wasn't significant, and it consumed a lot of energy. Although these black mists had no offensive power, they were terrifyingly tenacious.

Just as her internal energy was about to run out and she was preparing to give up, a faint light seeped through from behind the door—she finally managed to push the door open a crack.

Because the gap was so small, she gave up using her eyes and instead used her consciousness to probe. In the puzzle's space, consciousness was clearly more convenient than other senses.

However, unexpectedly, her consciousness was blocked again after entering the gap.

This time, the resistance was immense. She felt like a fledgling bird flying against a hurricane, unable to even struggle and flap its wings.

The result of her inquiry was right before her eyes. Helpless, she had to resort to her last resort. A wisp of Heliopolis's divine power was restored, enveloping her consciousness as she probed behind the door again.

This time, the process was exceptionally smooth. The barrier was easily penetrated like thin mist, and the scene behind the door finally revealed itself to her consciousness—it was a world.

Yes, behind the door was a world, a world completely different from the real world, the world of Duel Spirits.

She even recognized the spirits moving through the forest below; they were several fairy tale animals.

But before she could delve deeper, a profound sense of fatigue washed over her. Her divine power was depleted.

Restoring the flames of The Winged Dragon of Ra to the light of Heliopolis was an extremely difficult task. Although they were the same in essence, there was a difference in rank. With the divine power she currently had, supporting it for a few seconds was the limit.

Furthermore, traversing worlds also consumed an unimaginable amount of mental energy. It was worth noting that with her current body, feeling tired was almost impossible, both psychologically and physiologically.

Yet, after just a glance through the world barrier, her consciousness was already becoming blurry.

[Looks like this matter needs to be planned carefully.] Exiting the space within the Millennium Puzzle, Golden Phantom Spirit rubbed her temples to relieve the mental fatigue.

[The issue regarding "over there" can be put on hold for now.]

After massaging for a few minutes, Golden Phantom Spirit, having recovered somewhat, stood up and looked around, formally beginning to consider the issues "here."

First, the question that had been nagging at the back of her mind – "Where am I?"

[I can confirm this isn't Earth, at least not the Earth I knew.]

The Golden Phantom Spirit made an initial assessment, gazing at the giant, carrot-like trees dozens of meters tall in the distant forest.

Then she looked up at the sky... [Hmm, the number and size of the suns seem fine. I hope the moons are too.]

Finally, her gaze returned to the sea.

[The sea is blue. It seems this world won't be too different from Earth. Though, this should be the sea, right? Why can't I feel any sea breeze?]

The Golden Phantom Spirit finally noticed something odd. Since waking up, she hadn't felt a single gust of wind. There were no sounds of birds or other animals in the forest, not even the chirping of insects.

Logically, even a truly deserted island wouldn't be completely devoid of animal life.

Especially not a place with such lush forests, which undoubtedly could support an ecosystem.

[This is a bit strange. Oh well, I'll look around for now. I hope I encounter intelligent beings, preferably humanoid...]

With that thought, the Golden Phantom Spirit, carrying the two little dumplings that were her companions, one red and one blue, walked along the coast, swaying with each step, leaving the large crater they had made behind them.

The cool morning air gradually dissipated. The long shadows cast by the three little ones slowly retreated towards their feet as the sun rose, eventually merging into a single mass.