On that afternoon, the sunlight dappled through the branches of the plane trees, casting a dreamy atmosphere on Molan's room. Molan, a female student with chestnut wavy hair, dressed in a comfortable blue knitted sweater, sat at a nostalgic wooden desk emanating the scent of old wood. Her eyes, like those of a treasure hunter, were focused on every detail of the book "The Legend of Miraclespirit Fairy."
In her room, along with the scent of books, there was a faint jasmine fragrance. The fantasy world map hanging on the wall was her pride and joy, with every intricate mark and line representing her deep understanding and love for the world. Next to the map were some fantasy character sketches she had drawn, each character vivid and lifelike, as if they could jump out of the paper at any moment.
Molan's eyes closely followed the words in the book, every description, every dialogue, made her heart beat along with them. She was completely immersed in the world of the story, as if she were the hero who bravely ventured into the immortal realm and unraveled the mysteries.
Just as she was reading a climactic chapter, the sky outside suddenly darkened. A deafening thunderclap, accompanied by a blinding flash of lightning, struck from the sky. Molan was startled by this sudden change, breaking out in a cold sweat. She quickly put down the book and walked to the window.
She saw the sky filled with dark clouds, rolling thunderclouds, as if the whole world had become unsettled in this moment. Her mood became tense as well, the weather matching the scenes from the book she had been reading, filling her with a strange excitement.
Just then, her computer screen suddenly emitted a strange light. Unlike the usual brightness of the screen, this light shone with a mysterious blue glow, seemingly carrying some kind of mystical power. Molan looked at the scene in amazement, feeling an unprecedented curiosity.
This light gradually spread, surrounding the entire room, as if a mysterious force was calling her. Molan's heart raced, feeling her body enveloped by an indescribable energy. She tried to reach out and touch the light, but at the moment her fingers were about to touch the light, a strong dizziness struck.
She felt her consciousness being drawn into a vortex, the surroundings becoming blurry, as if time and space were distorting in that moment. She tried to struggle, to shout out, but found her voice seemingly swallowed by the vortex, unable to make a sound.
At this moment, everything suddenly quieted down. Molan felt an unprecedented tranquility and harmony, her heart quiet as if it had stopped beating. She felt enveloped by a gentle glow, a warmth and sense of security flooding her heart. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and prepared to accept reality.
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying in a strange and magnificent room. The room was exquisitely decorated, with a sandalwood bed, embroidered canopy, and brocade bedding, each item exuding the luxury and delicacy of an ancient palace. She tried to sit up, only to find herself wearing an exquisite ancient costume, the very kind described in "The Legend of Miraclespirit Fairy," wasn't it?
Molan felt a sudden panic and confusion in her heart. She looked around and found that the furnishings of the room were remarkably similar to the scenes described in the novel. She slowly stood up, trying to walk to the door of the room. Her movements seemed a bit clumsy because she was not used to wearing such clothing.
Just as she opened the door, a woman dressed in ancient maid attire happened to walk by. Seeing Molan, the maid exclaimed in surprise, "Miss Molan, why are you up so early?"
Molan was stunned, suddenly realizing that she had not only traveled back to ancient times, but even more astonishingly, she had transformed into the malicious supporting character, Molan, from "The Legend of Miraclespirit Fairy." Molan, a cunning and notorious woman in the novel, was not the protagonist, but her background and destiny were full of mystery and twists.
Molan tried to stay calm and responded, "I... I'm feeling a bit unwell, I'll just walk around for a bit."
The maid looked a little worried but still nodded and said, "Please take care, Miss. If you need anything, just let me know."
Molan stepped out of the room and entered a magnificent palace. Her heart was filled with curiosity and a desire to explore, but at the same time, she also felt unease and fear. She needed to find a way back to the modern world, but before that, she had to understand this world and adapt to the identity of Molan.
Molan slowly stepped into this magnificent palace, her heart filled with chaos and curiosity. She was still trying to adapt to this strange change, but she also realized that she must quickly learn how to survive in this unfamiliar world. Every step of the palace's stairs, every corridor, seemed to tell ancient stories, and she, at this moment, became a part of this story.
Walking along the corridor, Molan couldn't help but be attracted by everything around her. The murals depicted celestial beings, and the faint sound of silk and bamboo could be heard from behind the pearl curtains. She seemed to sense the history and secrets carried by every brick and tile in this palace.
However, when Molan communicated with the people in the palace, she was surprised to find that they had a clear wariness and dissatisfaction towards the identity of Molan. Some maids showed a hint of fear and disgust when they saw her, while some celestial officials were perfunctory, clearly unwilling to speak with her. All of this made Molan feel very confused and pained, and she began to realize that as the malicious supporting character in the novel, her identity made her stand out in the palace.
In the process of exploration, Molan accidentally entered a secluded courtyard. The scenery here was completely different from the splendor of the palace, surrounded by high walls with only a narrow passage connecting it to the outside world. In this courtyard, she met an ordinary-looking but deep-eyed old immortal.
The old immortal seemed to understand Molan's predicament and spoke to her in a gentle yet mysterious tone, "Young fairy, perhaps your destiny is not as fixed as you think. Everyone has the power to change their fate."
These words shook Molan to the core, and she suddenly realized that perhaps she could truly change Molan's fate in the novel. She decided not to be bound by her past identity, but to create an entirely new story in her own way.
Since that day, Molan began her new life in the palace. This place, full of mystery and magic, made her feel both excited and nervous. The grand and magnificent architecture of the palace, with its towering arches and exquisite carvings, displayed its extraordinary nature at every turn. Walking through the winding corridors and spacious courtyards, she felt as if she had stepped into a living mythological world.
Molan worked hard to adapt to life in the palace. She knew that in order to survive in this new world, she had to build good relationships with the people in the palace. Her kindness and wisdom set her apart from Molan in the eyes of everyone in the palace.
She often talked with the servants and minor officials in the palace, trying to understand their lives. During a conversation with an elderly servant, Molan asked, "Life here seems quite complicated to me. Could you please tell me about the rules and customs in the palace?" The old servant was pleased and replied with a smile, "Of course, miss. There are many rules in the palace, but as long as you are willing to learn, you will quickly get the hang of it."
As time passed, Molan gradually became familiar with life in the palace. Her kindness and intelligence won her the trust and favor of some people. She also began to learn magic, which was a completely new field for her, and she was full of curiosity about it.
During the process of learning immortal techniques, she met a young immortal teacher who said to Molan, "You are a very special person, but remember, immortal techniques are not just spells, they are also a way." Molan was deeply touched by the words of the immortal teacher, and she began to study even harder, not only immortal techniques, but also the history and culture of this world. Every day, she made continuous progress, trying to find her own place in this complex world. As time passed, Molan not only learned a lot of knowledge, but also learned how to survive in this world full of immortal techniques and mysteries.
By chance, Molan discovered an ancient immortal book that contained a method for traveling through time and space. However, realizing this method required great opportunity and came with enormous risks. Molan realized that she had to make a significant decision, one that would not only affect her own destiny but could also change the entire history of the immortal realm.
As time passed, Molan gradually adapted to this world and began to understand and accept the role of Molan. She started to influence those around her in her own way and attempted to find a path that would allow her to return to the present day without disrupting the balance of this world.
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