The Death Mage that doesn't want a fourth time part 2

Chapter 162 - The demonKing Vandalieu gazes at his form from the distant past

Vida, the goddess of life and love, had been awakening and falling back into slumber repeatedly in an irregular pattern. But she opened her eyes, sensing a presence that was too great to be a person's.

This Mana, this presence, Zakkart... it's that child!

The reborn soul that had been her own champion Zakkart, the soul that had been Ark, Solder and Hillwillow, had come to this place.

As Vida gained consciousness, she gathered information regarding Vandalieu from her believers and the races that were her children.

Unlike Rodcorte and Alda, she was able to obtain a vast amount of information about him, and she felt joy and guilt at the same time. It was a vast, deep emotion that the pain from her wounds and the stakes in her body paled in comparison to.

I must bring him here!

With these emotions still fresh in her mind, she summoned Vandalieu to her own Divine Realm. This place, the resting grounds that had been named after her, was a special Dungeon that had mainly been built by Gufadgarn, the evil god of labyrinths. Outside of the mountain range, it was apparently considered to be an S-class Dungeon.

It wasn't difficult to invite someone who had stepped inside it into her Divine Realm.

Ah...

Vida's chest tightened painfully as she saw the grotesque appearance of the soul before her.

It had the shape of a person, but the lengths and sizes of the head and limbs were mixed and matched; its eyes, mouths and ears were completely irregular in number and location. And there were fragments of the Demon King growing from its surface, entwining around it.

Its appearance could be described as a clay doll made by a clumsy child with the finishing touches added by a mad artist.

He had still possessed a human's form when he first reincarnated in this world. He had been shrouded in strange Mana and severely hurt, but he'd still had a human form.

Rodcorte had put together the soul fragments of the four champions whose souls had been broken by the Demon King into a single soul; this was the origin of Vandalieu's soul. That was likely why his soul had possessed a dormant form that was different to that of humans.

One part of the reason that this dormant form had surfaced so greatly was Vida herself. She had taken Vandalieu's soul from Rodcorte's system and had it reincarnate inside one of her own children. In doing so, she had also bestowed upon him the lingering memories from Zakkart's remains and her own blood that was still flowing freely... the blood of a goddess.

And so, Vandalieu had been born and lived up until now as a Dhampir. As a result of Vida's interference, every part of the life that he was supposed to have lived had changed, and his mind had lost its sanity and his soul had taken a grotesque form in the process.

It was unlikely that he could live an ordinary life now.

It was likely the arrogance of a god that had made her ignore his desires and change his life.

But at the same time, Vida was happy.

Despite being in that state, he had listened to her 'request.'

That was why the first words she spoke were not an apology.

"First, let me express my gratitude. Thank you for listening to my request."

She extended a hand to express her gratitude.

Vandalieu blinked his numerous eyes, and his head spun around on his neck for a few moments. "... Request?" he repeated.