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A high ceiling, adorned with intricate carvings and fanciful decor. A warm golden light passing through stained glass highlighting the beauty of justice and righteous valour- a contrast to the maleficent beings that would often face this light- illuminates the room.

Upon a raised dais, there is a displeased king, and by his side, stern-faced nobles and court officials stare down menacingly at the accused. Below these extinguished figures, bounded by chains and covered in grime, was a six-year-old girl.

"Ixion Akastos Vespera" 

"In the presence of our sovereign King and the noble dukes of this great nation, you are summoned to answer for the grave crimes alleged against you. The entire house of Vespera, your family and lineage, has been wrongfully slain by a treacherous prisoner of theirs. We have reason to believe you have conspired with the ungrateful fiend, betraying your own blood and committing treason against our liege. How do you answer? Are you guilty or not guilty of this heinous crime?"

"Not guilty."

"Not guilty? Very well. You shall-"

"I killed them myself. Not the dragon, only I."

Murmurs erupted among the usually unperturbed high-class nobles. 

"Is it not according to law that a bloodline inheritor may kill all other potential heirs? As for my unfortunate mother, she was merely an unintended mishap." 

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Alexandra Chase, among a million others, found herself in a deadly game orchestrated by a supreme goddess to gain access to another world. 

Unfortunately, her life in this new world won't be any softer than the one before it. Her drive is not only to survive but also to supersede those beings who stand above. The goddess's schemes are far deeper than she could imagine.

She is granted talent, unlimited potential, and terrifying attunement to the world itself with her new body, but many geniuses die young. Her most capable weapon is a concept many have yet to fathom- her soul.

Usurping the Universe

Alex sat cross-legged on the floor of her small room, head bowed and eyes downcast. Mangled insects littered the floor around her, yet she remained unmoved.

Alex's gaze pierced the faint outline of the floor beneath her, even the floor below that. She could see the outlines of the stairs, the mundane furniture—in her perception, they had lost their solidity. However, she could not penetrate the dense, tightly packed fog of dark mist that obscured the entire first floor and at least half of the ground floor, concealing the kitchen and those within.

On the unobstructed half, she easily discerned the colorful mana structures of the people there—some dense, others faint—and from these, she could interpret their actions.

Yet, no matter the angle, she could not see past the barrier surrounding where the Duchy's library should have been.

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