Be it Fate or chance, those were sothing I could never go against. I should be careful.
“I’ll keep that in mind. I know it’s not sothing I should worry about, but I wonder if the two of you will be in any trouble if you tell this secret.”
Fate and chance. Even the gods could not escape from them.
The God of Death chuckled.
“To be so concerned about the gods, you are indeed a soul beyond this world. Well, who knows what the Creator will do? But he has already waved his staff at us…”
Involuntarily, Ekaterina looked at the God of Death and Selene.
“I don’t know at what point it happened. The ancestors of Selene destroyed those who worshiped , and I beca a sealed god. Maybe it was then? The daughter of the family that sealed for generations was born with the magical power of the Underworld. It was probably at that ti.”
A sealed god?
Co to think of it, in this world, there was a fine line between gods and demons. The gods of conquered peoples were often subverted to be treated as demons.
But the magical power of the ‘netherworld’?
“It is even rarer than the magical power of the divine, so it is unknown to mortals. The power of the Underworld is the power of life and soul that belongs to the one who is to beco my priestess. But before long, the family was conspired against, and Selene was no longer a living being… perhaps it was that ti he waved his wand.”
…Never mind the fact that my thoughts seem to be going through the tubes. After all, he is a God, right?
According to the legend that Mr. Forli told , the Maiden of Death rejected the God of Death, who tried to lead her to the underworld.
But Selene was born into a family related to the God of Death, wasn’t she?
Then, how did Selene beco the Maiden of Death, who could now bring death to any living being she touches?
“…I beca like this by myself. I didn’t know I had the magical power of the ‘netherworld,’ but in the midst of being killed and dying, I was engulfed by rage and resentnt, which led to this transformation of . I had distorted the gentle power that should be used to heal the soul.”
Again, as if reading Ekaterina’s mind, Selene responded.
“My family was all killed on my sister’s wedding night and it was done by none other than the man my sister was betrothed to. The man who told her he loved her and would protect her for the rest of her life. I knew I would never forgive those people for killing my sister, who always had a smile on her face and looked so happy.”
Ekaterina’s mind was filled with images of her late mother. She was in love with her husband till the end, a person who did not even protect his wife from his mother’s beating.
I would like to put my fist or kick or sothing in the face of the bastard father who didn’t protect mother… Yeah, I couldn’t bla her for her grief because I feel that way, even though it couldn’t compare to what Selene experienced.
“But if things had remained as they were, her body would have decayed, and she would have beco an undead. It was I who suppressed the symptoms of her body. At first, I was trying to get her to break the seal, but… she didn’t accept.”
Stroking Selene’s hair, the God of Death chuckled. Looking up at the god, Selene said.
“You are already free.”
“I am still trapped… far too deeply.”
Selene smiled gently at the God of Death’s words.
Then she looked at Ekaterina and smiled again.
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