Perfect Avatar-Chapter 240: Diamond Lady

The moon was moving closer to the sun in the sky, causing the world to change color.

In two different places, a historic event took place. Mercy and Freya stood in front of Shaka and Rhea, both holding a soul stone created with their souls for the two ladies.

Both received the gift from the gods, and both showed a different reaction.

Freya trembled, keeping her eyes between the stone and the general, her face almost looked like that of a person about to cry.

Mercy in front, kept her eyes fixed on Shaka’s body, clutching her scythe tightly and waiting for the slightest signal to get as far as possible.

But there was no malice behind this moment, the soul stones were in their hands and their essence began to flow into their arms.

"Now, Freya, absorb it. Absorb it knowing that this is the pinnacle of your entire life. Nothing you have done so far would be more important than this moment."

Energy spread through Freya and Mercy’s bodies, first a small tickle, then a phenomenal heat throughout their bodies.

A violent burst of energy erupted, completely engulfing them.

Thanks to her partial awakening, the effects were not unbearable for Mercy, the soul stone merged with her body and exploded, giving birth to a red and black sun that swirled around itself sending scorching winds in a radius covering the entire city.

In Freya’s case, the spectacle unfolded was breathtaking. The sheer force of energy erupted, painting the sky with vibrant hues of purple and white.

As everyone took steps back, a vast emptiness formed, allowing the energy to surge and swirl within more freely. Within this void, the girl’s physical form disintegrated, leaving behind only a mesmerizing purple orb.

This orb grew in size, gradually transforming into the shape of a magnificent diamond, captivating all who witnessed its splendor. And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the spectacle came to an end.

The diamond shattered, releasing a chilling breeze that swept through the surrounding area. From the fragments of the diamond, Freya emerged, evoking a sense of awe and wonder in all who watched her.

The small group of Ambrosia held their breath, their eyes fixed upon the being descending gracefully from above, until she finally made contact with the ground.

Her hair, an enchanting fusion of snowy white and vibrant purple, flowed down in a mesmerizing cascade around her figure. The beauty of her appearance was further enhanced by the presence of purple and white gemstones, delicately embellished with a resplendent purple diamond, adorning her attire.

Her eyes, like twin pools of captivating hues, mirrored the same striking colors, drawing everyone’s gaze toward her. The doors to the realm of the divine swung open, revealing its latest child.

The most exquisite woman in the entire kingdom was gracing them with her presence, It was as if a celestial goddess had descended upon the mortal realm, captivating all with her ethereal charm.

Lost in her own thoughts, she glanced down at the palms of her hands, marveling at the patterns etched upon her skin. Her gaze then shifted to her entire attire, taking in every detail with a sense of satisfaction.

Before she could fully immerse herself in the moment, her people approached her, their eyes filled with admiration and curiosity. Among them, Eryl reached her first, her gaze sweeping over her head to toe.

"...My Lady..."

Freya patted her face to check for any changes, then placed a hand on her chest and smiled at the servant.

"Not my lady, Eryl, I am Freya. There is no need for an honorific here. Especially between us."

The maid’s eyes trembled, in memory, it was the first time she saw such a perfect awakening.

"Freya...this...this is so different from me and the other nymphs...my God...this is a real pseudo-avatar."

"That’s what happens when you’re chosen by a sin, I guess. But I like to think I created this chance... I feel so... different."

She noticed the shade of her hair and gently ran her fingers through it, emphasizing her impressive facial features and the subtle but precise contour of her ample breasts. Everyone in her group was left breathless by her beauty, and Cid felt a pang of regret for being in a tense relationship with her for two years. Freya closed her eyes, the purple eyeshadow making her look more like a diva than a warrior, but what she felt inside her was a testament to her power.

"It’s like... it’s like there’s a fire inside me, instead of organs. I feel like I could do anything... hm... everything seems so clear now."

She looked at the land before her, a smile that could erase any pain on her lips.

"If only I was this strong earlier... no, I’m strong now, so I can do this. If we can end the twilight of the Gods on our own, then there is no longer any need to let Dora leave... we can create a future with him!"

Her words were an electric shock to Marie, but a hammer blow to Cid and Hope.

Cid looked at her perplexed, Freya kept her eyes fixed on the ground, but her mind was elsewhere, more precisely, her words were addressed to someone who was not there.

He wanted to speak, he wanted to scream, but reality hit him like a truck.

Liliana looked at Marie, giving her a broad smile with big eyes, this last reaction resulting in a trembling of the eyes, reflecting the hope that she was recovering.

Cid let his arms fall, with a resigned smile.

(It was never my show...I was just an idiot.)

Rhea and her army joined the group, the general observed the young woman with raised eyebrows.

"My intuition wasn’t wrong, you were a perfect candidate."

"A compliment from the strongest? I admit that this day is very special."

Rhea raised her head, with a small smile.

"You quickly forgot how much you were begging just an hour ago, but you are right about one thing..."

As Rhea lifted her eyes towards the moon, its glow illuminated the faces of those surrounding her. The radiance of the moon seemed to cast a spell, captivating everyone in its enchanting embrace.

A sense of unease began to creep into the atmosphere, as the once serene gazes transformed into ones filled with tension and worry.

"This day will be historic. Now let’s move on to the last part of our agreement: lead us to Envy."