Prologue

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"N-No! Don't just wait for them to change into something so horrible!" the grieving Goddess pleaded on her deathbed.

She mustered up all her strength to look at the dying Khaenri'ah through her globe that sucks up her energy as she uses.

"Stop this at once, Alma! Save your energy. Please," Morax exclaimed as he tried to stop her from depleting more energy. She hit his hand away and counted how many of the people are left. As the number decreases, more blood she coughs up.

"I beg you, my Goddess," He clasped Alma's hands as she slowly falls from her bed. As she uses more magical energy in hopes to save the remaining Khaenri'ahn, the more Morax and the other Archons get weaker as they try to transfer their energy onto her.

But alas, elemental energy couldn't equal to the energy the Goddess gains with the souls and spirits of people. The grief of losing a beloved Goddess continued on for more than a century, especially for one God who loved her more than anyone.

"I never even got to say how much I love you dearly, my Goddess."

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