A faraway place from the territory of the Human Federation...
On planet Elarion— a massive green colored planet filled with dense forests and lush greenery— millions of people were gathered in a vast open space.
The gathered individuals were not humans but elves, all appearing very young.
These youthful elves stood in groups, chatting with excited expressions as they discussed their upcoming Eonrift Trial.
At the far end of the open space stood a colossal structure—an ancient castle-like building that reached thousands of meters into the sky.
From time to time, all the gathered elves glanced toward the structure with burning gazes, for it was one of the most prestigious academy among elves, a place where one could study after successfully completing their Eonrift Trial.
The name of this renowned academy was Nymvalen—a place that every elf dreamed of joining after the trial.
However, most of those present knew that only a few would actually make it, as gaining admission into Nymvalen was far from easy.
Among the many groups of elves, there was a small group that appeared isolated from the rest.
Although the other groups of elves did not speak to them, their eyes revealed the disdain and contempt hidden beneath their expressions.
This small group, sensing the scornful glances from other elves remained silent, keeping their heads low and avoiding eye contact with them as if trying to lower their presence as much as possible.
This group of people were half-elves— those without a pure elven bloodline.
Though their appearance differed only slightly, such as their ears being a bit shorter, half-elves looked nearly identical to normal elves.
Still, they never truly blended in. The other elves always looked down on them with contempt.
Among the group of half-elves, while everyone else kept their heads bowed as if trying to disappear under the weight of disdain, a girl stood calmly.
She had long silver hair and striking golden eyes.
She was about 175 cm tall and stared into the distance at Nymvalen with a thoughtful look on her face, completely ignoring the glances thrown her way by the other elves.
'I need to join Nymvalen if I want to go there...' She thought, raising her hand and tightly clutching the pendant that hung around her neck.
The chain of the pendant was black, and a small, needle like object that seemed to be part of a pocket watch hung from it.
Aurelya gazed at the tiny object, and once again, memories from about a year ago came flooding back into her mind.
'It must be because of that strange looking watch that emerged from his source core at the last moment that I returned to the past,' She thought.
She recalled the Galactic Eclipse event that had occurred right after her regression.
Just remembering the terrifying presence that seemed to be searching for her gave her goosebumps.
'I wonder what happened to those two... Were they also sent back, just like me?' She thought to herself, sighing inwardly.
She glanced at the other half elves beside her, who were standing with their heads lowered, and shook her head slightly.
'I was such an immature brat back then... Falling into depression just because these no-name people looked at me with disdain.'
She turned to look at the other groups of elves who still glanced in her direction from time to time as if she were something filthy.
'These bastards act as if they own the world, when most of them won't even reach the planetary level in their entire lifetimes.'
Though their glances no longer bothered Aurelya, she still wished she had the powers she once held before her regression—just so she could spank these brats and teach a proper lesson to them for looking down on others.
'There is so much I need to do after completing the Eonrift Trial... I need to find a way to meet them, get that special item from the real Eonrift to truly awaken my real bloodline, then steal another item from the lair of that legend-level beast to gain that attribute, and...'
Aurelya began mentally listing out her objectives.
If anyone heard what she was planning— especially beings on the level of Cosmic Emperors or higher—even they would be shocked, for the items she sought were unimaginably valuable.
She looked at the Nightmare-Level Token of the Eonrift in her hand and sighed.
'I used a Nightmare-Level Token last time as well. I wanted to get the Hell-Level one this time, but...'
She considered her current status as a half-elf and knew that it would be impossible for her to acquire such a token— so she hadn't even tried.
As her thoughts drifted, Aurelya suddenly felt powerful energy fluctuations coming from the direction of Nymvalen.
She raised her head and saw a small dot rapidly expanding high in the sky, transforming into a glowing space rift.
"It's finally opening..." Aurelya murmured, narrowing her eyes at the entrance to the Eonrift Trial Ground as it expanded.
She took a deep breath and briefly glanced at her status window, a faint smile curving her lips.
"With my current powers, completing this Nightmare-Level Trial will be a piece of cake."
---) Name: Aurelya Sunveil
---) True Name: ??? [Locked] [Reach Planetary Level to unlock the power of your True Name]
---) Status: Awakened
---) Class: Mirage Witch [Locked] [Reach Level 11 and become a Class Warrior to unlock your Class]
---) Traits: Giant's Strength (Blue Grade)
---) Title: Protector of the Sun [Locked]
---) Cosmic Energy: 80 (+36) —> 116
---) Skills: Breathing Method (Mid Level)
(A/N: Ranked from lowest to highest, Traits level are:
White Grade, Red Grade, Orange Grade, Yellow Grade, Green Grade, Blue Grade, Indigo Grade, and Golden Grade.)
As she gazed at her status window, a wave of energy washed over her, and the Nightmare Token of the Eonrift in her hand began to glow.
A flash of silver light burst forth— and she vanished from the spot.
Volume 2 ends here—thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it!
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