[POV ???]
In a corner of the cosmos where neither ti nor light existed, a vast darkness stretched on without beginning or end.
The air—if it could be called that—was dense, motionless, as if space itself were holding its breath for what was about to happen.
There, among the eternal shadows, a hooded man walked with firm steps. His black robe whispered softly as it trailed, as if the darkness itself parted to let him through. His na was Layos, and in his chest beat a mixture of pride, devotion... and sinister satisfaction.
In front of him, a door white as marble suddenly appeared, violently breaking the uniformity of the surroundings. It was so radiant that for a mont it seed an aberration in that land of darkness.
Layos stopped, bowed his head, and spoke with restrained emotion:
“Goddess, I fulfilled the task you gave .”
The door responded with a lodic voice, soft as an angel’s song... and yet, every word dripped with resentnt.
“Well done, Layos. With that, my plans return to the path they should have followed from the beginning.”
The voice ca from the Goddess of Destruction: Liliath.
“You may enter, Layos. Tell the details.”
“Yes, my goddess,” he replied with reverence and crossed the threshold without hesitation.
Beyond the door was her domain: a temple suspended between fragnts of stellar void, with floating columns and a black sky dotted with dead stars. And in the center, seated on a throne made of living obsidian, was she.
Liliath. The goddess of destruction.
Her figure was of inhuman beauty: hair long as the night, eyes dark as despair, and black wings elegantly folded behind her back. Her presence was overwhelming. Majestic. Dangerous.
[POV Liliath]
“So, just as you commanded,” said Layos, kneeling, “I set fire to his ho and destroyed the surrounding area to ensure he wouldn’t survive. The fire spread quickly. No one expected it. It was perfect.”
“Well...” I murmured, not taking my eyes off the fallen stars swirling above my hall. My voice was soft, but my thoughts were sharp. “Edward… that man is more important than anyone realizes. Even to .”
If not for my foolish sister and her foolish heroes, I wouldn’t have had to adjust the board.
“My goddess?” Layos asked cautiously. “What was special about that young man? Why move the ga just for him?”
I smiled with a touch of lancholy. Sotis I forgot that my pieces, loyal as they were, barely understood the rules.
“That man possesses an amount of mana... unimaginable. Greater than any hero, greater than those chosen by fate. He could even rival the demon king.”
Layos’ eyes widened in astonishnt, but I said no more. Not yet. Because Edward wasn’t just a magical battery. He was the hinge of a possible future. But just as I was about to explain why, a roar interrupted my thoughts.
*BANG!*
The great door to my domain swung wide open, the echo resounding through the entire hall. I turned slowly, already knowing who it was.
“Sister!” bellowed a voice as bright as day. “What the hell did you do? What are you planning now?”
There she was, like a sun that refused to set: Gaia, Goddess of Creation. My sister.
She wore a robe as white as snow, and her golden hair cascaded over her shoulders. Behind her, radiant wings pulsed with pure energy. She was furious. As always.
“Oh?” I said with feigned innocence. “I just adjusted the board level, dear Gaia.”
“*Adjusted*? You killed people in a world outside the ga field! That boy wasn’t even an active piece!”
“And you?” I countered. “Didn’t you invite people from that very sa world to fill your team of heroes?”
Gaia glared at . Her silence spoke louder than a thousand screams.
“So what if I did,” she finally admitted. “I’ll return them to their world at the sa age, alter their mories. No one will suspect a thing.”
“Liar.” I smiled, still composed. “You gave them a privileged place. You gave them ti. You even created a space where ti flows faster so they could train!”
My sister pursed her lips.
“That’s not cheating!” she said with an indignant pout.
“Of course it is,” I replied mockingly. “But it doesn’t matter. We’ll see who wins when your heroes face my demon king.”
“I hope so. You know the winner picks the next ga,” murmured Gaia, turning around. Just before she left, she looked back with a radiant smile. “Even though we fight so much, you know I love you.”
I watched her vanish into the light. I stayed silent for a mont, gazing at where she had been. And yes... despite everything, I loved her too. She was all I had left.
But the gas had begun.
The mana battery I had prepared for my demon king… that girl nad Liselotte, had just turned ten.
Now the pieces would finally begin to move.
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