CHAPTER 25

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ZILLA


Minutes have passed, and the skies completely closed afterwards, wiping away the eternal appearance which it shown where my father's ashes had flown over.

"Deidamia." Lord Red said to me.

I am not sure exactly what happened because all I am to know was that Goddess Deidamia died many years ago. I also didn't believe I was a reincarnation of hers because I had met her life force in that empty void way back then. Now I'm not sure how I became her and she became me.

But all I know now is that hers and my remembrances were blended, and I began having thoughts and memories to occurrences of the olden days.

"Now I recognize who you are." I said, staring at Princess Ariella, who was still confined by my power.

I used my considerable power once again to extract the demonic power that has been keeping her survive for the time being.

"No!" God Armaros yelled as he approached her, but I apparently stopped him.

"I honestly didn't know your evilness will last through now, Armaros." I said to him.

"Everything is your fault in the first place, Deidamia!" He suddenly started yelling.

I paused for a moment as I fixed my gaze on him.

"It is your own doing because of not accepting the position of the highest God back thousands of years when; you didn't want to die and sacrifice for all the realms because you wished something else, and that greed and selfishness of yours brought you to your evil deeds." I reminded him.

Now I vividly remember. God Armaros was said to be the highest God, and he accepted it. But later when he discovered he would have to give up his life for the sake of all realms, he led a rebellion. He has committed countless transgressions and even awakened demonic power to bring disharmony to all realms.

I was brought into the world sooner—from the primordial God's blood, much like his—and was then marked for God Armaros' presumed role in all realms. He denounced it, but worked hard to keep everything under control until tragedy happened.

Medea, who now is Ariella, was his daughter in the olden days as well. Her mother was an immortal, from whom she inherited her strengths. Her father, God Armaros, possessed demonic power long ago, which helps to explain why Ariella does have it as well. In the old days, she was then a traitor in the divine realm to plot their personal revenge and preparations to govern over all the realms. And now look, it's happening again.

To my dismay, it's only now that I understand the fact why they continued to tell me to stay permanently at the Herst Keep Palace and never leave—it's because they apparently knew everything that had happened in the past could further happen again now. But if I'd understood way earlier, I could've found a different way to put an end to such darkness. Then perhaps my father wouldn't even have died.

"But my plan has worked out very well. You died." God Armaros said sharply.

"If your plan truly succeeded, how am I standing straight in front of you now?" I mockingly responded.

I used my powers to knock him around, causing him to move away from me and throw up blood.

"I only wanted a peaceful existence and to be a good child to my father, but look over what you've done." I said, weeping again.

"You can't live in peace as long as I exist." God Armaros remarked.

"That's why I'm going to kill you now; I'll avenge my father's death." I said sternly.

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