TRANSMIGRATED AS A GHOST

Marcus and Mrazivý stared down at the stage with wide eyes and stunned expressions when they saw who the singer was.

They had only met them once years ago, but there was no way that they would never forget them.

‘Recha, the Great Spirit of Sound! But what is she doing performing on a random ship!?’ Marcus thought.

Looking down he blinked his eyes a few times to make sure that he was not just seeing things, but the woman down on the stage was a dead wringer for how he remembered Recha looking.

She had the light green hair and youthful appearance that the Great Spirt of Sound had last time, and he could not believe that there was anyone else that looked exactly the same.

However, doubt did start to well up in him as he could not feel the normal majesty that should have been coming off of another great spirit.

If it was really her there should have been no way that he could not tell she was another great spirit. They could also tell when they were in each other’s presence.

‘Mraz, I am not crazy to think that she looks like the great spirit of sound, am I?’ Marcus asked.

‘No, that is definitely her, I think. She looks exactly the same, but I cannot feel the overwhelming power that she should be emitting. She does not feel especially weak, but not especially strong either. It is like she is hollow in a way.’ Mrazivý said, giving her assessment.

For a few moments they went back and forth on whether this was actually Recha and not just some look alike. But as soon as she started singing their doubts were washed away instantly.

They had only heard music of a similar level of intricacy and vibrancy when they were around the tranquil shrine, and it was clear that the singer was indeed Recha.

‘Looks like I lost myself for a bit there.’ Marcus thought of coming out of a sort of stupor once the first song ended.

Both he and Mrazivý had been enraptured by its beauty that they momentarily forgot about their current dilemma.

Wanting to get to the bottom of what was going on, Marcus appraised the singer on the stage in between songs.

What he got back was a bit unexpected though, as his appraisal revealed that she was level thirty-seven and had the name Melody.

This only added to his bafflement, but luckily Mrazivý was able to clear things up.

‘That is Recha, or at least a part of her. My dragon eyes revealed that she is not actually human but a puppet that is being controlled remotely. As you saw its level is thirty-seven and its name set to Melody, but I can also see that her status says possessed by the Great Spirit of Sound Recha. I do not know why she is here in this manner, but that is definitely her.’ Mrazivý said to Marcus with telepathy.

Yet while their appraising of the doll on stage had gotten them the answers they wanted; it had also gotten them noticed

They had felt Recha’s attention drawn towards them, and very briefly she gave them a knowing smile.

Thankfully she did not seem angry about them peeking at her status and continued her concert without any troubles.

Once the second song began the slight bit of anxiety they had been feeling faded away and they simply sat back and enjoyed the music.

During Recha’s entire performance the entire concert hall was quiet except for her voice and the pianist accompanying her.

In fact, Marcus thought that the pianist must have had an incredible will to be able to play alongside Recha and not get absorbed in her singing.

Amazing song after song was played by Recha with no signs of her getting tired or faltering.

Then after a short break between her songs she began playing something that Marcus and Mrazivý had definitely not been expecting.

She began playing the jazz songs they had debuted at their wedding accompanied by more than just a piano now and with vocals that had not been present before.

For a few seconds Marcus and Mrazivý were caught completely off-guard, until they remembered that Recha had blessed Aria.

Using that connection, she easily could have discovered the type of music brought over from Earth Aria had been working on, and as the Great Spirit of Sound she had no problems learning how to play it.

“I think we will need to make sure to come to any other performances she will be holding on the ship.” Mrazivý said while clapping loudly once the concert had ended.

Naturally Recha’s performance received a resounding ovation, and many calls for an encore.

Whether on Earth or Mirrion people appreciated good music.

“Should we go greet her, or just mind ourselves?” Mrazivý asked as they prepared to leave.

Before Marcus could answer, however, they received a communication from Recha.

“Come see me in my dressing room. I already told the staff to let you through.” They both heard suddenly.

But while they had heard her voice clearly it seemed that no one else had been able to.

Not even considering ignoring Recha’s summons, Marcus and Mrazivý made their way around the hall and to the back of the stage.

As Recha had said, they met no resistance, but that was not because the staff just let them through. It was because they seemed to be in a daze.

“Come on in.” They heard from behind the door they had stopped in front of.

Opening it up they saw Recha sitting there with a smile on her face and a table already prepared with tea and sweets.

“Sit down and relax. I just want to talk since it has been a while.”

Doing as she asked, they sat down and sipped the tea before looking expectingly at the great spirit that had asked for their presence.

“My I was quite surprised when I felt someone push past the identification protections I installed on this puppet, but I was relieved when I saw it was you two. I knew neither of you were going to cause an uproar about a great spirt being here.”