Legend of the Immortal

Truly Evil?

Where am I?

What time is it?

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Dark.

It was all dark.

Belle was in a dark space.

Around her, there was nothing.

Dark.

Dark.

Dark.

She was in a coma-like state, yet conscious.

She saw her own actions but could not control them, as if she were being locked up and suppressed.

She couldn't move nor talk.

But, she could think.

"What is happening?" She thought to herself.

"Why am I here?"

"Let me out!"

Internally, she screamed loudly.

Yet there was no response.

She saw herself hurting her disciples, injuring old friends.

"No! No! No! No! NO!" She screamed inside as she saw her friends being slammed down, cut and tortured to no end.

She saw her power growing constantly but- this kind of power, she did not want.

It was evil.

She wasn't evil...was she?

Months passed in silence.

With every person killed, the pain in her heart became more and more apparent.

Then, some being had removed those shackles which kept her in place.

Waking up, she had a cough fit before standing up to survey her surroundings.

Black.

It was all she could see.

"So? How is my Goddess slave doing?" A voice behind her voiced out.

Turning around, she saw a mirror image or herself, the only difference being her hair colour.

Then, she remembered.

She remembered everything.

"Oh? Has little miss Goddess finally come to?" Her image asked.

"What do you plan to do..." Belle shakily asked.

She knew this place.

She had no power here.

"Oh nothing much...just a few redecorations. Rebranding you know? Destroy and rebuild the thirteen worlds- kill of some people while i'm at it." Her image nonchalantly replied, smiling.

"You can't..." Belle whispered,"You can't!" She shouted, grabbing her image's shoulders.

Her image's expression went cold.