My sister is Luna

In the ancient, dense forest north of Sunset Temple.

Deep within, ancient ruins and remnants are scattered haphazardly, built by the followers of some unknown ancient god. But the state of the crumbling walls suggests that a fierce battle may have taken place here.

All around was silent. As the midnight fog gradually thickened, the cold moonlight made it appear and disappear like a mirage, further enhancing its mysterious atmosphere.

People around the temple have been spreading rumors that they have seen ghosts haunting the place.

The ghost roams the ancient forest, where remnants of ancient god worship still remain. It continues to patrol its former territory, punishing anyone who trespasses into forbidden lands, but some say it is searching for something.

The most outstanding female warrior in the training of the Sunset Templars—

She knew very well that the rumors of the ghost were true. The ancient ruins of the old gods, the ghost with strong obsessions, had never left. Night after night, was it searching for the glory and honor of the past?

To break free from the nightmare that has plagued her for so long, the female warrior has returned to this place once again. She will challenge the ghost once more, using all her strength and skills to defeat it. She craves victory, the purest victory!

That was a martial artist's instinct, her nature. She couldn't avoid it, nor did she want to. Her blood was surging, her body was boiling, and her mind was free of distractions, focused solely on fighting.

In the mist, a shadowy warrior gazed at her, his eyes cold and pale, the tip of his spear gleaming with a chilling light, his shield heavy as ever.

Only the armor on his body was even more dazzling, like—the radiance he had repeatedly dreamed of.

The female warrior, wielding a round shield and a longsword, never flinched. This was her second time fighting it, and she was confident that if she could win the first time, she could win the second.

Their silent confrontation turned into a fierce battle, but to her surprise, her opponent was remarkably powerful, launching a relentless attack that completely overwhelmed her.

The spear swiftly pierced her vitals, but the shield perfectly blocked her strike. The ghost's fighting techniques were unpredictable, and the female warrior was powerless to do anything but passively take the hits. However, her fighting spirit did not diminish; on the contrary, it intensified. She used all her skills, fighting and retreating simultaneously.

All night long, until she collapsed to her knees, the spear piercing her heart, she noticed the first rays of sunlight of sunrise shining upon her, surrounded by silent ruins—the legendary site of ancient, venerable gods.

"I, Athena, am of absolute faith."

As she closed her eyes, ready to accept her fate of death without regret, her silent opponent proclaimed, his spear carrying the brilliance of the sun, dazzling to behold.

Athena—one of the deities worshipped by the Sunset Sea, the land of warriors in the past—has long been forgotten by the world. Only in the ancient books hidden deep within the magical families can one find words describing her glorious past. However, the recorders are very reluctant to talk about her mysterious disappearance at the end, as if they want to cover something up or erase it.

The information that surfaced in her mind made the female warrior suddenly realize that it was not a ghost, but a god from the past, and that she was the chosen successor.

Instead of death, an immense power she had never felt before flowed into her limbs. The "ghost"—no, it should be Athena's memories and power—completely merged with the female warrior's body.

The Ark, migration, the Grey Wolf, the dazzling Sunset Temple, and—the brilliant battle to defend the past! And betrayal… Countless memories flooded her mind, scene after scene flashing by, as if she were there herself, vivid and clear.

The reborn female warrior, or rather, the reborn Athena, slowly stood up. Her beautiful face was captivating, her armor was dazzling, forged from minerals bathed in the ancient light of the past, and her spear was incredibly sharp, a power forged from victory and glory!

Now, she is the newborn Athena, radiant light covering her, powerful energy reverberating around her, the forest swaying gently as if worshipping this newborn goddess.

As the light faded, Athena opened her deep golden eyes. Her mysterious purple hair fluttered in the breeze. Noble, elegant, and holy... She was a true goddess, sacred and inviolable, possessing both beauty and majesty, a being who wielded immense power, making even the sun seem dim in comparison.

Athena looked around, feeling both familiar and strange.

This site is where "she" fell, and also the land where she was reborn.

“Athena…what a wondrous fate…” Athena murmured, for the female warrior’s own name was Athena.

A flood of memories surged through my mind, intertwined and inseparable, including female warriors and Athena. Athena learned many secrets lost to history, and she clearly knew the mission she bore.

"Although I inherited everything from Athena, my body cannot bear all of her power. Most of it is sealed inside my body. Right now, I only have the strength of a level 11 upper-level being. Perhaps only when I reach the realm of a king will I be able to fully master this power."

"You agree, don't you? The spy in the shadows, it's you who's been watching me, isn't it?" Athena said confidently to the silent, dense forest around her.

"Congratulations, Lady Athena, on your rebirth. My lord will surely be very pleased. My lord hopes you still remember the covenant we made." A man in black robes appeared silently before Athena.

"I didn't expect him to still be alive. Well, if he had died so easily, her side wouldn't have suffered such a terrible fate." Athena recalled her ancient memories.

"And you still haven't given up? Don't worry, I will keep my promise. After all, it's time to end this long contract. I hope your lord remembers."

……

"Athena, where did you go? Why are you back from outside?" asked the girl in the group as Athena returned from outside.

"Hey, you seem to have become even more beautiful, and your aura seems different too," the girl said in surprise, looking at Athena.

Athena has returned to her original form, and this power must be revealed gradually, otherwise people will suspect that she covets that ruin.

“I’m going out to train,” Athena said.

The girl nodded to indicate that she understood. Athena was the most outstanding among them, and training with them alone was no longer enough to satisfy her desire to improve her martial arts skills. Clearly, she had gone out to find opponents.

“I was wondering if we should go into the dense forest to look for that so-called ghost. I heard that forbidden area is very mysterious. Let’s go take a look,” another girl suddenly suggested curiously.

"Don't step into the forbidden area, she'll be angry!" Athena said quietly, as if under the gaze of a god. The girls suddenly felt a chill and shivered.

"What's wrong with you?" the girls asked Athena in surprise.

"Why do I suddenly feel a bit cold? It doesn't seem like it's gotten cold yet," the girl muttered.

"Ah, look, that's Lord Arthur!" a girl exclaimed, her eyes wide.

"Lord Arthur, I am your fan!"

The girls quickly put aside their earlier doubts and surrounded the newly arrived paladins, their eyes filled with admiration for the young man leading them.

The dazzling young man, as radiant as gold, was none other than Arthur, the current leader of the Holy Knights. Beside him was an adorable little girl with pink pigtails, carrying a book and ignoring everyone around her, appearing somewhat arrogant.

Athena stood far to the side, looking at him with a complicated expression.

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