I Refused To Be Reincarnated

Her eyes scanned the unrecognisable bodies, desperately searching for her caring uncle.

Simultaneously, Selene pointed at a foaming elf as his voice thundered, commanding the little girl, "We can still save him! Heal him!"

His ghostly body moved like the wind, leaving behind an afterimage as he gently cradled a bloodied male. With his torn facial features and cut ears, he looked nothing like the elegant members of their species, causing Selene to grit his teeth in fury.

Since he came from a distant past, he didn't have many prejudices against humans. However, he took pride in his origins. Seeing one of his descendants reduced to this state felt like an insult to all elves. He would have waged war without hesitation against his entire country if a human or dwarf committed such a heinous act.

With a trembling hand, potent solar energy exuded from his body while Lily used the vigorous life force of nature to save the almost dead mage. A waltz of white and green mana blinded Elysia as they encased her uncle in a soothing embrace. Bones repaired, muscles grew back, and spotless skin gradually covered them, eliciting a sigh of relief from the spectators.

"Uncle Ted!" Elysia screamed as the familiar face of the person who encouraged her since childhood reformed.

Without wasting a second, she raced to the closed-eyed elf, her heart racing joyfully. Amidst all the grieving, saving one person felt like redemption brightened her dark emotions.

"Is he out of danger?" She asked, clutching Ted's supple hand like a precious treasure.

"He is, but he'll need time and nutrients to awaken," answered Selene before handing the elf to Elysia's care. Truthfully, the body was in perfect condition. What bothered him was the impact the mental shock would leave behind because one can suffer such barbarity and recover promptly.

"He'll need all the attention and love possible. I count on you," he added, moving to the intricate throne arranged in front of a large opening, allowing sunlight to filter through.

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A loud cracking noise echoed, drawing everyone's attention as the wooden seating flew amidst splinters in the air, torn apart by Selene's fuming palm.

The elders' eyes widened in wonder, questioning if their legendary ancestor disliked its design or position. Yet, confusion filled their faces as the ghostly elf dusted the ground, revealing an old magic circle they had no idea existed. Then, with anticipation, they watched him skillfully burn the engravings, restoring them to pristine condition.

"The house will shake a little," warned Selene, planting Anorvalë in the circle's center.

Blazing sparks of white mana ran along the blade's edges as the natural sunlight seemed to condense around it. The room erupted with the seven colors found in rainbows as the dormant Elven symbols awakened for the first time in seven thousand years.

RUMBLE

The towering tree house shook like a boat braving a storm on the tumultuous ocean waves. The walls and ceiling cracked, dust billowed everywhere, and the unaware civilians visiting the third floor trembled in fear. Amidst chaotic screams, they scrambled out, using the aerial bridges to stand on nearby trees and observe in trepidation what was happening.

Simultaneously, the young elves living on the second floor gathered urgently. Deep frowns covered their features as they engaged in intense discussion, torn between their familial duty and fear. In the end, the thirteen youths headed to the first floor, determined to discover if the elders forgot to inform them about some ritual they performed today or if they were under invasion.

Hurried steps echoed as they carried the youngest and reached the throne room after two minutes. Witnessing their unmoving parents, the shocked elders and the bright ghost speaking a long-lost Elven variant, they felt their young hearts sink.

Then, they noticed a young human boy standing by the entrance. "You attacked our house! Die human scum!" An inexperienced apprentice roared, drawing a magic wand from his belt to neutralise the poor Julius. However, a mana hand swiftly materialised and disarmed him.

"Old man! Talk to your brats before they do something stupid!" Adam yelled, dismissing his mana technique before turning to watch Selene's spectacle.

Upon hearing the words, the granduncle reluctantly averted his eyes from his ancestor, raced to the kids and briefly explained the situation. Then, he refocused on Selene as the legend encased the mana gems he retrieved from the altar on the circle.

"The sun's place is in the sky!" Selene said, striking Anorvalë into the ground.

Blinding lines extended from the engravings, stirring over the entire duchy until an intricate circle spanning several kilometers encased the forest, river, and nearby mountain. Scorching sparks of energy ran along its edges, reviving the legendary Elven independent duchy.

RUMBLE

A terrifying earthquake rocked the ground a second later, causing the citizens to fall to their knees, praying for their lives. Meanwhile, magical beasts howled in despair as Selene's creations awakened from their slumbers.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Next, the earth snapped, separating itself from the continent and gradually rising towards the sky. The uneven edges of the duchy revealed deep tunnels filled with ageless magical cannons, promising doom to any enemy daring to oppose the island.

Finally, under the intense stimulation of Selene's energy, the gigantic tree sprouted. Verdant leaves covered its old branches while its size rapidly surpassed the one thousand-meter mark.

Stunned beyond words, a deafening silence engulfed the city. No one found words to express their feelings, too shocked by the glorious display of magic.

Except for one person. "You must teach me how to make floating islands!" Adam exclaimed, eagerly approaching the opening to see the ground shrink. 'Even Vivian's island isn't as large!' He thought, genuinely impressed.

"No one can replicate the Sunfire's bastion," answered Selene, his prideful words reverberating in the sky. "The reason is simple. The energy expenditure to keep an island of this scale afloat is truly outrageous. Only the sun's unlimited energy can sustain it," he added, pointing his finger towards the blazing orb dispersing its lively rays on the planet with a smile.