In a dark, solemn castle with doused torches and shattered glass lights, a woman sits alone in silence on a broken throne.
The woman's golden hair glows in the darkness, resisting the dark, yet her once beautiful eyes cast no light as they look at the stone monunt in her hand. Her long, delicate fingers tap a single na illuminated with a red hue, only for a loud buzz to ring out each ti she tried to summon their soul.
[Soul has been destroyed - unable to revive]
Words in a dull, monotone voice, yet each ti she pressed the na, her face distorted more and more.
She did not know why she tried again and again. Perhaps it was a stubborn desire to see him alive once again; perhaps she was still waiting for that one miracle to happen; perhaps this was the only thing keeping her sanity in check.
Now that he died, there was no chance he would beco her enemy. A lost soul that she could usher into her bosom, and no longer would Lumina have to fight against him.
"Misguided soul, lost in the abyss of ti and death. Awaken!" Her beautiful yet eerie voice once again cast forbidden magic that the high gods before her cast aside and made prohibited to use.
Yet, as a goddess born in another world, a forr hero who ascended to godhood to protect her beloved, she felt this was her right- sothing only she could use, and so she honed the spell in her first thousand years. To save, protect and guide her fallen heroes, unlike those who beca divine naturally.
Lumina was different because she remained both a hero and goddess, and thus, many rules didn't apply to her, thanks to the goddess who summoned her to this world and gave her such a blessing.
With the spell activated, a large, intricate, and complex magical formation ford around her, surrounding her throne and filling the entire hall with a golden light that the shadows of the castle could not reject.
"The hero known as Ryuji Vincenzo, one that was destined to be lost but reborn again. I command you, co forth!"
A strange power emanated from the stone monunt. The loud whir of magical power filled the castle, and for but a mont, the colour of life returned to the goddess as her eyes shone with golden light.
However, the spell circles began to shatter like fallen glass, and a magical backlash filled her entire body with searing pain as her soul beca heavily damaged by the backlash, golden blood pouring from her lips as her skin cracked, turning black and disintegrating into ash.
"Why? Why?! What is the reason you cannot return?" She cried out, clutching her chest in pain. "Why can't I resurrect you?!"
"Cough" She spat out blood as her body convulsed and fell backwards, her beautiful hair now dull and lifeless as it covered her pale, lifeless face, now lying on the cold stone floor looking up at the beautiful imagery of what her believers thought she resembled and what her original actions were.
A goddess who supported the people, protected them, and empowered heroes to save the lands.
There was only one god who could cause a soul to vanish this way, a god she presud to have been an old friend and soone who would never betray her, even if he fell in love with the goddess of darkness.
'Because Serena would never wish this fate upon a forr hero...'
As she lay on the floor, her body slowly repairing itself, she could only curse the gods and the fates who denied her even the chance to perish and et his soul in the dark realm of death.
"Kuh!"
"Ugh!..."
"N...nooo..."
"Sob"
"Soo...b"
"No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no....no. Mikael already left once. You cannot snatch his son from ... not by death! Not by my own hands!"
"Sob"
Her body had already healed, yet she could only lay on the floor, her spirit and mind wracked by a sense of hopelessness and emptiness.
"Please, my lord, lend strength..."
Yes, above the so-called higher gods, which numbered seven, then the true gods, two existences that ruled over creation and destruction. However, those gods did not care for this small world. Under their control were thousands of words and dozens of lesser gods, all of which were equivalent to toys and playthings to them.
If the high gods were the ones who created laws and beings in each world, then the true gods were the ones who shaped those laws and moulded the worlds, creating the gods themselves and the creatures that dwelled within them.
One true god was the supre existence.
"Fill with the power to bring the dead back to life, the power to destroy the veil of death, the power to change the very laws of the universe."
"Let wield the power of the void that will change the laws of the world. Let wield the power to alter the fabric of ti and space, the power of the ether, and the power to control and travel through the river of souls."
"Then give the power to alter my very being, to beco an entity with power equal to the creator, the power to break the chains of a soul and beco the void itself!"
"Just this once, let beco the God of Death and Life!"
"To see him once again!"
Golden rings of magic ford with each line, her body wrapped in countless magic circles and runic formations as the entire castle shook from her powers, the shadows burning away in the holy light that shone from the goddess's body.
"So, you wish to beco a god of death? Don't you think stealing my role is a little obnoxious, Lumina?" A mysterious voice echoed in the dark halls.
It was the god of death, her old friend and the one who managed the dark world of death.
"And here I was to check on the state of our lonely goddess after the death of her beloved hero, hahaha, at her own hand at that!"
"Silence, phisto, you bastard!"
"Ohoho, I never thought the goddess of life and light would ever curse a god, much less my old friend—no, you lost the title and power over life when you tried to get revenge in the past because he returned to his world, didn't you? Hahaha, oh, how the tis have changed. Do you really think we respected you, soone born in another world and ca here like a parasite?"
"Shut up!"
"No wonder they call you a false goddess, one that betrayed the very humans who made her their hero, abandoned them, and ended up hating the very descendants you left before ascending as the goddess of light. Tell again, who bestowed the hero who killed him with her blessing."
"I said shut up!"
"Those were the words of a hero, a young girl who fought the dragons and demons to save this world, the one who guided them to safe lands away from the strife of the mainland, a hero-queen from a ti long past. Oh... but they soon forgot you, is that why you cursed them the first ti?"
"Shut up!"
"Still, wasn't it you who ca up with the idea of a reincarnation system to help the heroes return after death? That's what earned you the title 'Goddess of Light and Life! Why are you so desperate to revive this one man? He will appear one day. Usually, they will reincarnate within a hundred years. Can't you wait that long?"
"You... dare mock ? You, the one who stole my beloved and sent him ho without my consent?" Lumina slowly rose, her eyes and hair glowing gold.
"Why wouldn't I? Back then you dared to bare your fangs against Serena, did you think I was so weak and pathetic man who chased her around and lacked any power? Look again, fake hero, false goddess. I am the real thing, phisto, the god of death and deception!"
"So, you plan to steal the soul of a hero and bring it back to life? To do that will violate the laws of our world and change the balance of the universe, not to ntion anger the true gods, the supre beings themselves. Lumina, I always thought you were a crazy little bitch, but to think you were also stupid too." He continued while watching Lumina with a disgusted expression.
phisto's eyes were dark, like black lamps absorbing the golden light from the room.
"Violate the laws of the world? Those laws don't apply to ."
"..."
"This soul belongs to the one I loved and killed. I will not let him leave a second ti."
"..."
"So, either you let him go, or you try to stop , and we will see who cos out on top."
Lumina crawled to her feet, holding a golden spear, her body still covered in light wounds and cracks from her failed attempts to revive the man she believed she killed.
Lumina never denied she wasn't sane or that her thoughts and ideas were twisted because of her human feelings.
Unlike the other gods, who had their souls stripped of most of their feelings, she kept everything, all the sins a mortal has. When she ascended, the true gods left them and laughed, saying it would be an amusing sight to see what she would beco.
That was why she hated the gods, hated this world in the darkness of her kingdom of light.
Those two were the only ones that shone radiance into her world.
"So be it... if you wish to oppose , and the laws of this world. Then, I, the god of death and deception, will not hold back."
A giant monster of a shadow rose above the castle walls, a beast with hundreds of arms, wings, and tails. His head was that of a skeleton with three eyes and a snake coiled around his neck—the monster's body was pitch black and appeared to be death itself.
"By the power vested in , by the agreent of 5 Higher Gods and 10 Lesser Gods and signed by the true goddess of destruction. You are found guilty of violating the laws of order and breaking the pact made between the gods of light and darkness. Your sins involve placing a curse on both the forr heroes and the bloodline of the Grigor family twice.
The massacre of countless people and creation of a monster beyond all hope of destruction."
"Eh..." The face of Lumina distorted, twisting into a horrific sight as she looked at the towering beasts now lingering ahead of her. Death was imminent, no. She would not receive sothing as kind as death, Lumina realised that the other gods apart from one had beco tired of her actions...
He would make her into a mortal without blessing. Return her to a state when she was summoned to this world over ten thousand years ago, far before the Grigor king guided his people, a ti when strife and war ruled the lands...
However, this ti, she would have no blessing, aning her chance of surviving was low.
"Co forth, legions of the damned! Devour the flesh of the false goddess and drink her divine ichor. Cast her into the pit of endless darkness, and never shall she be able to escape or enter the land of the mortal with no blessing, no power and only the hope of repeated death awaiting her."
"The decree has been spoken and the gods have agreed. Go forth, Leviathan, and destroy her!"
"..."
"The end of the false goddess is nigh."
"Bastards! I won't submit or forget! You will rue this day when I return all of you... all of you will perish!"
"Hahahahaha! So ends the goddess betrayed and twisted by the beings that made her! But Lumina, the fact you believed a goddess of light could curse soone just because they loved a man or because they felt betrayed is amusing.
To think you would be nothing but my little puppet, pining for that filthy human for so long~ Ah, to take your divinity, make you my scapegoat for all the sins I have committed over the past seven thousand years, and nobody realised it was all so I could stand equal with Serena... to make her face as a complete equal... so refreshing."
phisto's laughter rang through the castle.
"Now that bastard is gone, Serena won't think of him; let's wipe him from the world's mory. Hahahaha! Goodbye, Ryuji Vincenzo and forr hero Lumina, no... Luisa D'Angeli1 from Venicia.2 Hahahaha!"
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Title: Fallen, Hero Slayer, Murderer, Tyrant, The Obsessed, Living Dead, Marionette
Race: Arachne
Class: Assassin Lv.1
Rank: B
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