Chapter 82

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The scene shifts slightly to the past...

"The ancient being, your partner has come..." As the book on the altar was read, the amber-colored crystal began to glow more intensely, levitating in the air. "Kyaa?! Ah...!!" The chains wrapping around Marika's hands also started to emit a brighter light, and she began to groan in pain.

"Brother... please stop..." She tried to plead for mercy amidst the overwhelming pain, but he remained impassive. "The time of endless cycles has passed, and the moment has arrived. Now, end your wandering and achieve true autonomy..."

....! Suddenly, an intense, dark flash occurred, warping the surrounding objects with a supernatural phenomenon. "Aaahh -?!" Marika's screams grew even more desperate, but Abram seemed to desire this chaos.

"Now your era begins, descend... Use the sacrifice we prepared as a foundation to prove our beliefs to the world..." Creak! Creak!! The amber crystal floating in the air began to vibrate violently, emitting an unstable roar.

It seemed the ritual was nearing completion... "Take this flesh, corrupt its original owner and inhabit it, and we will dance in joy!" "Kyaahh!!" As her voice filled with madness, Marika screamed in agony, as if her head would burst.

"Please stop! Brother!! This isn't right!!" Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!! The pain in her head was relentless, and despite the waves of electric currents hitting her, she desperately resisted the chains, but it was futile.

"With your power, alongside a chosen partner..." Crack...!! The crystal, which had started to crack earlier, reached its climax along with the incantations... Crack――!!! The growing fissure eventually penetrated the core of the crystal. "Now... arise..." The space around suddenly becomes a silent void, as if all sound has been cut off. A cold and dark stillness seems to mark the end of her time, a silent tribute of sorts.

Crash! The brief silence is shattered by a refreshing sound, accompanied by the release of an ancient darkness. "...?!!" The darkness seeps into Marika, beginning to completely consume her.

"Aaaahhhhhhh ——— !!!!" A cry of despair, anger, sorrow, and even ecstasy echoes, filling the facility. The screaming continues for a while, but then it fades, and once again, tranquility returns to the place.

"Lord Luceria?" Abram tentatively speaks to the collapsed figure, wondering if they have lost consciousness. Crack! Crack! The body lies motionless, quickly losing its color as it lays silent.

"Sigh..." The woman exhales for the first time since the ritual concluded. "?!" "Are you Arsia?" Abram, seeing the response from this overpowering and intimidating presence, recoils slightly, surprised.

But his fear soon turns to a smile, as if he has found the fulfillment of his long-cherished wish. "This body... it's not Arsia, but... it's not a bad vessel." Growl...!! A voice as cold as a ruthless queen, merciless in every way, rises and speaks boldly.

"Lord Luceria!" An amber mist, seemingly capable of engulfing the world, emits as he speaks. "Hmm?" He looks at the figure before him with twisted joy, celebrating the resurrection of the ancient god.

The black chains, once useful, now seem redundant. However, Abram looks at the god with a mix of calculation and disgust. "Are you the ancient god Luceria?! I resurrected you!!" "You resurrected me?" He boasts of his achievement, kneeling with an outstretched hand, expecting both loyalty and reward. "Yes!!" Abram nods vigorously to the displeasing question, his face flushing with a distasteful smile fueled by strange desire. "I've heard it from the ancient prophecies that your partner would appear in this era...!!" He makes an overt statement laden with hidden intentions, bowing again to her.

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