To hear her, any definition of a primitive world is doomed to failure.In fairytales, creatures are born pure and devoid of all wickedness; with pure emotions like gods and white hearts like rock water.But unfortunately, this was not the nature of our existence. Instead of talking about holiness, we were like the embodiment of evil; evil, huh?Speaking about evil, this simple but yet more complex word than saintliness, was the one that defined me perfectly.Recognition, Benevolence, Joy, Fun, Love, Gratitude, Admiration, Hope, Pride, Inspiration, Compassion, Serenity, Curiosity, and so on. All these positive emotions were perverted in other forms of kinds that embody evil.My love was not love for others but for the massacre. I liked to kill, no, I loved taking people's lives. The first time I slew a living entity, it was a strange beast that had no physical shape, but even I, who was unaware of happiness, had felt something that is now described as happiness.In the "hope" of relivi
"..."Satisfied with having finally touched the sensitive chord of the three, Alvine scrapes his throat and explains himself without worrying about their strange expressions, for lack of a better word to describe them."First, she provided information about our forces to the enemies.-Secondly, she allowed a woman, named Nelpheim, to take control over her body and to kidnap Isolet. If she hadn't come to meet me and just sent me a message, none of this would have happened.-Her confrontation with Nelpheim who used the appearance of my monarch here had generated doubt in her mind. This doubt, pampered by the flames of rage, in turn, influenced her decision to come to meet me without question. So far, everything is fine.-But a sin, no, instead of talking about sin, let's say rather her naivety led her to believe that her enemies had tried to deceive her to push her to take me as an enemy. This strategy is not complicated to thwart, you just had to think twice in a row to see that someth
Following Azalea's long-awaited question, Alvine smiles cynically.-HUH!?!?! But just before he expresses himself to answer Azalea’s question, his smile suddenly fades on his lips.His expression turns from doubt to confusion, then into a narcissistic smile.'Ho? As the saying goes, say my name and I appear as the wind.' He murmured with a wild expression while staring at the ceiling with blood-red eyes.At first, the others were a little frustrated to see him stop when they were just beginning to understand the situation and the factors that motivated his decision, but after a few nanoseconds, they had expressions similar to Alvine's."Well, I think we'll have to put this conversation for later." Even if his words seemed nonchalant, his voice was darker than before.In the following second,-BAMM!!Sabrina, still as resplendent as she is fierce and irreproachable, burst into the meeting room while smashing the door.…still being accompanied by Sebasse, her vampire butler."Master, w
[To all the shadow soldiers, join the kingdom of the shadows!!]••••••This order, not only intended for his shadow army but also for recruits such as Sabrina, Sylvia, Linnaella, etc., created a tumult of unease in the minds of all, without exception.The simple fact of seeing him act with such caution was already an unprecedented mystery for them, but to order them to withdraw when a threat hovered over them was even more so.Yet, although his decision seemed to be the most stupid, no one dared to question him.'Well, it seems that the situation is really chaotic. Finally, even if I am against this decision, I cannot bring myself to disobey my lord; it would be contrary to all my duties.' Whether it is Askald who is deprived of an exit,-We exist for the master and by the master. His death is ours and serving him is our reason for living. So I can't disobey him; even if I want it more than anything. - Or from Darka who was always doubtful,...Everyone (the shadow soldiers) hastens
Dressed in white like my enemies, and stinking the darkness with a full nose as if I were looking at myself in the mirror; this man, who presented himself as a COD’s fragment, is more than a low-level threat.The reason I evacuated everyone is not because I was afraid of him, the reason for my silence is in no way related to terror.Only one thing, the familiar presence he imposed on me. I felt it from the first glance; this man, or rather this thing, is not me, nor Isolat; but who?I think it could create a lot of confusion if I explain myself like that.However, I can say that he is not a living being, but a wandering consciousness that has lost its original envelope. He is endowed with a body because he excels in the art of materialization; like me with the darkness, or Isolet with the light.But before we talk about the nature of its power, let's talk about its true nature.At first glance, (he) seems to want to confuse me with his bold and arrogant words. Unfortunately, this is n
Strangely, Alvine was not the only one to be disturbed by the self-proclaimed mediator, that was also the case with their enemies.On Shira, the planet which serves as the main base for enemy troops, strange and similar phenomena also took on a particularly impressive scale.Instead of the swarms of warships, it was the darkness that manifested itself above them, plunging the entire planet into total darkness.Chaos soon installed its merciless reign over the planet.Since Shira's beasts were unaware of everything related to darkness, this anomaly created a tumult between them.Not to mention the beasts, the other residents, including the monarchs, were all suspicious of this anomaly."Sir Leonidas, what should we do? Everything suggests that this bastard was able to locate us without us..-"Don't panic too much, Nelpheim." Leonidas shakes his head. Usually sleepwalking, he was quite the opposite of his lazy personality at the moment.Jabbal frowns while showing a six-meter white hal
I made a mistake of judgment in believing that the other loony guy (Alvine) was the problem, the problem was probably this crazy girl at the start.This flower field is similar to her current nature. Beyond her beauty and goddess elegance, hide a monster devoid of any compassion.It's not surprising; the fact that she got stuck in this dimension specific to her is proof of this.At first, I was surprised to learn that she was aware of my little visit to the other freak.The first crazy idea that crossed my mind was a possible collaboration between them.But when you think about it, it may not be a coincidence. Even by abandoning the hypothesis that they collaborate together, something that is also unthinkable, there is always something quite strange between these two.I had purposely approached the competition to check if they intended to kill each other or just pretend to be at war, but I got my answer.Although, it may be a lie; after all, untangling the lie from the truth is my pri
She is… demonic.Pretending to be a goddess, she is no longer even a shadow of what she is supposed to be.It is only now that I realize how difficult my task might be. If the other loony had let me slip away in peace, it was not because he accepted me as a mediator. Moreover, he had never mentioned this; all he had told me was: suppose you are the mediator.Yes, he never considered or accepted me as a mediator.Only deceitful. Unlike this crazy woman to whom I see clear most of her intentions, the other freak there left me only a feeling of illusory victory with a bitter taste that always persists on my tongue every time I realize that he had meticulously led me by the tip of my nose.While he was collecting a lot of things about me, my ambitions, and my goals, I was in front of him playing the pseudo-sage; how pathetic it is.But it's more important than worrying about things I can't fix; the present moment.I just said that this woman is less foggy than the other crazy; but is that