Betrayed by the Church, I Allied with the Evil God and Killed the Hero

Chapter 3

Floor 85.

Elzia's unconscious body laid in a near blackened room, dimly lit by a single large pulsing dark orb floating near the front of the area. It appeared to be magically connected to the walls, with black lightning-like beams on each side which held it in place. There was a woman inside, she didn't look to be awake at the time.

The room was about twenty-five square feet large and twenty square feet wide. The walls and flooring were made of stone. On the ground was a deep red pathway leading up to the orb, it was there, Elzia laid. Everywhere was ice cold without a hint of warmth. At the very end of the room was a giant wooden door, which at the time, was locked shut.

When she finally opened her eyes...

"Ugh..." The dust was all gone. And so were the tears. She rubbed the blur from her vision and looked around.

"...Where am I? What floor is this...?" All she remembered was looking at some books...then all of a sudden she got sucked into a wall. Anything else she might've experienced was all blank.

"Mmm..." Her eyes hurt though. Likely from the dust. She stood to her feet. That was when she noticed the orb at the end of the room...and the person inside it.

"Huh...?" She reached for her weapon, but realised that it was gone. Her spear had vanished. So she had no means of defending herself.

"That's bad...This is still the...dungeon...right...? What is that thing..."

Even though she was frightened, she decided to walk closer to it. Close enough to feel the pulsing electricity coming from the magic. It tingled her skin, the feeling reminded her of a shock from an electric socket back on Earth.

The orb was about twice Elzia's size. A strange kind of magical frequency was emitted from both the woman and the seal-she assumed. She thought it might have been a type of dark magic unknown to both the church and herself.

It was odd...very odd...She didn't expect something with such eeriness to exist here.

Just then, the woman's consciousness stirred. Elzia jumped back in response, once again reaching for her weapon to no avail. She panicked-but all the woman did when she awakened was look up at her with tired eyes.

"Who...are...you...?" She questioned. The woman was about Edith's height with flowing white hair reaching up to her ankles in length. She had an oval face and smooth white flawless skin-even whiter than the average human, which told her she definitely had to be a different species. Her light blue eyes were lifeless and dull, resembling that of a dead fish. On her head she wore two dark blue roses, one on each side. They both appeared to be crystallised and emitted an aged aura.

Her outfit consisted of a long black robe with lengthy sleeves and dark blue frills at the ends. It was opened, which revealed a plain white dress beneath. At her back were two large wings, one black and one white. Elzia couldn't tell whether or not she was part angel, part human, vampire, or demon.

Given the pale skin and lifeless eyes, she thought she could've been a vampire...but then she had those wings, which were both angel and demon wings. Perhaps all three? But such a feat was impossible even in this world. You either had to be a halfling or pure blood. She looked to be neither.

"I-I could be asking you the same thing! What the hell are you?! Why are you sealed away in the dungeon?!" Elzia shouted out at her. She took another step back-nearly tripping on the small flight of steps behind her.

"Who...am I...?" The woman's voice was quiet, feminine and almost inaudible, "I don't know...who am I...?" She curled up into a ball and pressed her face into her knees, almost appearing to sob.