Prologue.

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Marionettist.

They reign supreme above all forms of life. Their responsibilities are far from simple.

Ananta Langhui.

The Gem Goddess, chosen as one of the Marionettists, faced the final test.

"Influence of destiny."

{Oh, Ananta Langhui.
To which world will you grant the honor of your presence?}

Her eyes fixated on the swirling whirlpool, constantly shifting colors, as her hand moved towards one hue.

Red, a vortex of sickening crimson.

Withdrawing her hand, she held an object—a compass—crafted from glass, its hue reminiscent of dried blood.

She gazed at the compass momentarily before engulfing it in golden flames, sealing her decision.

Once more, a formidable voice echoed:

{A world tainted by death and blood.
Holiness has long denied redemption there.
Shall it bear the sins of rebels, the Deniers of Fates, forever abandoned by the divine}

Two portraits emerged from the compass.

Ananta studied them both.

Similar yet different.

"Yin and Yang."

The question arose in her mind—which side to guide—as her eyes continued to observe.

"Hmm."

With her mere presence, she would rewrite the entire script of destiny, a truth she deeply understood as she made her choice.

"Him."

{The cornerstone of humanity's lamentations.
His cursed creation stains the world of the living.
Yet he is also the reason nature allows humans to surpass their limits, for those who are deemed worthy shall wield nature's essence on their blades.}

The purpose of this trial is to test her skill as a manipulator.

How she bends the world to her will.

{All shall align according to your discretion, O future Marionettist.}

With those words, victory for the villains was assured, and the downfall of the warriors began.

Where antagonists savored victory's cup, thirsty for her recognition and favor.

Even the title-bearers of humanity's mightiest protectors were unaware that she, one of their role models, rendered all their battles in vain.

After all, no one expected a divine being to be his proxy—

"Her words are MY words. Annihilation awaits any disobedience."

—Nor did they foresee that one of the Demon Slayer Corps' pride, from the Sengoku era to now, was the demon king's proxy.

"Your ancestor who held your mantle centuries past was the guiding beacon of her time's corps.
May you illuminate our path now, my child."

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Notes and warning:

This book will be very different from the original work. Since this is based on the victory of the antagonist, there will be two side scenarios tied to the main one, and both of them will make the whole story make a lot more sense.

Of course, what I meant as sense here is the one I explained to you.

Remember that the main character in this reverse yandere harem story is a Goddess.

A real Goddess.

Not being human and being called a goddess as flattery or expression.

Okay? Okay.

The first side scenario is Proxy.

Enjoy.

🥀 Sincerely your author 🥀

I'm back... After watching "Demon Slayer" and "House of the Dragon" 😭

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