Chapter 1163: Side - Persona & Maleficent
Side - Persona
Everyone called the cursed child of the lorelei.
A child that never should have been born. My mom even died because of giving birth to . Forgive .
The other won took care of when I was still a little girl, but they eventually got scared and ran. The people who stayed only shouted that I was cursed. Forgive .
But that can’t be helped. No one wants to be around a child who spreads suffering whenever she cries. Plus, the damage got worse as I grew. Forgive .
All of my words… beco true. If I say “heal”, things get healed. If I say “grow”, they grow. If I say “wither”, they wither. And if I say “die”, they die.
I rember soone once saying my power was the ability to overwrite the world, imposing another “concept” upon it.
As a child, my power only worked on small bugs and plants. But once I grew older, maybe it would affect people… That’s what everyone thought when they called an impending disaster. Forgive .
No one wanted to take care of such a creepy girl. They threw into a windowless room and locked up with chains and sealing talismans.
This solitary, dark room beca my entire world. They still gave food, but the only words I ever received were insults.
I’ve been all alone ever since.
I wouldn’t be so sad if things were like this since birth. However, I still rember the mories of kindness from when I was a baby.
So lonely, so painful, so sad. I just wanted so friends, but my power was sealed, and my words no longer had any effect. Which is why I forgot the weight behind my words, and my curse. Forgive .
And so, I made a wish.
I think the darkness of the room had eroded my heart. In my pain, I muttered those fateful words.
「This entire country should just disappear…!」
That mont, I sensed a power contained within those words.
Yet nothing happened. Even if it was my own wish, I felt relieved at this fact. I never really wanted to hurt anyone…
But unknown to at the ti, sothing did happen.
My words brought him to .
The demon who annihilated everything and took away.
He kept saying it’s not my fault. That he was simply acting of his own free will, not drawn by any power.
But was that really true? Was I really not responsible for destroying my country?
I don’t speak anymore, because I don’t want to hurt anyone. I only use my power when Demon-san tells to.
I am no longer the cursed child of the lorelei. My na is Persona, because Demon-san calls that.
Side - Benefis Sophiard
Persona blas herself for how I ruined her country. Maybe she’s right, but I can’t allow myself to confirm her doubts.
Doing so would only cause her additional suffering. An irredeemable criminal such as myself doesn’t need any more sins.
I was born in a small country, sandwiched between two large ones. The Kingdom of Raydoss to the north, and the Kingdom of Kranzel to the south.
Well, until I reached the age of 20, when Raydoss razed us to the ground. My mom, dad, brother, and sister were all slaughtered, leaving as the only survivor.
Enslaved by Raydoss, I beca a re guinea pig for their human experints. It seems they took notice of the fact that my family was distant relatives to the royal family of Phyllius.
My dignity was trampled by the countless experints, but I gained power in exchange. The awakening of the demon factor in my blood granted a powerful body and imnse amounts of mana.
Then, Raydoss brought a mysterious sword from who knows where. It acknowledged as its master, making the wielder of the Nethergate Blade, Hell.
I escaped from the research lab using the divine sword’s powers, and dedicated my life to revenge. I spent all my days gathering illegal slaves and funds to secure my power.
My body and mind turned more demonic the more I used Hell, due to the price of its activation. Wielding it for so long resulted in my mind almost getting taken over by a demon of envy.
But thanks to the blade, I obtained a skill known as Original Sin Envy. I could steal rare skills, mana, lifespan, even experience and mories. I grabbed every scrap of power possible…
But in exchange, I lost so much.
My own experiences, my lifespan, my abilities, my skills, my emotions…
Yet I refused to stop. Even my desire for revenge itself was distorted by this envy, and I beca a monster obsessed with power itself. I continued targeting those with skills, and with immortality.
Despite my madness, I never let go of Persona for so reason. Of course, her ability to overwrite concepts, “Source of the Data God”, is incredibly powerful.
But that wasn’t all. I believe I felt a strong sympathy for her situation, though I didn’t understand it at the ti.
Thus, I took her with everywhere as a slave. The fact that I enslaved her despite my sympathy is a good sign of how corrupted I had beco.
Driven by my jealous urges, I visited the continent of Gordicia. There, I lost Original Sin Envy and gained Eternal Loyalty in its place.
The target of my loyalty was the girl at my side… Persona.
The skill was so potent that I didn’t feel any hesitation at Persona becoming my master. Even if I understood the loyalty was implanted by the skill, I accepted the feeling completely.
I changed my na to Maleficent for Persona’s sake, crushed my own trafficking ring for Persona’s sake, began using softer language for Persona’s sake, started collecting the hero stories she loved so much, washed my hands of cri…
I learned the happiness of living for Persona.
My desire for vengeance never disappeared, so I still despise Raydoss and everything they stand for. It’s just that Persona is far more important.
And they think they can take her from ? I heard Persona’s inaudible screams, which ignited a burning anger in my heart.
Eternal Loyalty has been suppressing my demonic powers all this ti, which shifted to those of a Wrath Demon after I lost the power of my Envy Demon.
I’ve yet to reach the point of obtaining an Original Sin skill, but it’s only a matter of ti now.
The intense rage within tells to destroy everything, yet the presence of Persona prevents from doing so.
I must avoid using my full power to avoid hurting the trembling girl in my arms. It’s not that I can’t go all out, I simply won’t. That distinction is important.
This is the choice I have made.
「I’ll murder every fucking last one of you worthless scum!」
Oh, but you’ll have to forgive for the language.
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