ᏟᎬᏟᏆᏞᏆᎪ'Ꮪ ᎷᎪᎠNᎬᏚᏚ

ᏚᏟᎪᎡᏞᎬᎢ'Ꮪ ᎢᎪᏞᎬ

—ᏚᏟᎪᎡᏞᏆᎪ'Ꮪ ᏢᎾᏙ—

—ᏚᏟᎪᎡᏞᏆᎪ'Ꮪ ᏢᎾᏙ—

So, you want to hear my story, right?

Why would a commoner like you wanted to hear a boring story from a boring person who is wanting to be the perfect girl?

Ah, I see, you did love stories.

Well, Don't say I didn't warned you.

It's a very, very, boring story.

Let me introduce myself, the name is Scarlia Magia, born from a respectable family of aristocrats who are known for their business of making potions for living. 

I guess you could say, we are witches but don't worry, we don't bite. 

It all started when I was 7 years old, The ruling of our mansion is very strict, no imperfections, if there is, someone will be punished.

 I never had a good experience of being a child, I can't remember.. how much I need to be lady and not as a young girl who wanted friends and to play.

"Scarlia." My father called me as he stares at my crimson eyes. 

"Yes, father?"

 "Always remember, be strict and stoic. We don't want any weakness showing in this family, understand?" 

I close the book I was reading, its called Alice In Wonderland. 

"Yes, father." 

In my family, feelings, emotions, being childish or imperfection is the sign of weakness. 

Or even wanting to have friends, as if, It was in my program not to be imperfect, like a robot or a computer. 

If I fail, I will be punished. 

I never wanted to be punished, I heard it was a very cruel place in the dark basement.

 It's our torture room. 

Still, even this is how my life came to be, to the public, we acted perfect, filled with lies, hypocrisy yet I remain calm as I must. 

To avoid being imperfect, I read books everytime, it became my escape route to the cruel reality, it's where I become true but only in my mind. 

It was like, I was Rapunzel, stuck in a tower with nowhere to go. 

While reading books, I also had a hobby to write books which is fun.

I do wanted to leave but if I do, I will also get punished. 

This is my cell not my home. 

They're not my parents, only wardens and our maids, no, they are my guards. 

Everyone in this damn mansion is my enemy. 

I stopped having emotions after I got punished everytime for showing it. 

With the technique of putting my emotions in my head, I finally learn to act as if I am emotionless. 

But only in my mind, my emotions is shown and not on facial expressions. 

It's my way of surviving.

But it is not enough. 

Sort of.

 I am not that strong to keep up. 

One day, I was sleeping. 

A woman appeared in front of me. 

In my dream, A long redheaded woman wearing a scattered red dress with only barefoot comes before me. 

"Are you a goddess?" 

I simply asked.

"Well, what a fine girl. You are correct. I am a goddess. But how did you know?"

I looked at her from head to toe.

"With your appearance, your beauty is undeniably a goddess."

The goddess is flattered as she smiled.

"Very good. The name is Nemesis, The—"

I cut her off. 

"Goddess of the End. The destructive goddess."

"Clever girl."

"Why is a goddess doing at my dream?"

"You are lucky, just so you know. It means I have possessed your body. But I did it with pure intention. I am on a quest to find my niece and keep her safe."

"A goddess has a niece. Interesting."

She nodded, 

"Indeed. So, can you kindly let me use this body?"

"You can but I have a wish, dear great goddess."

"What is it?"

"You must let me use it as I please and..turn me into a perfect goddess of coldness."

The goddess simpered. 

"Very well."

My wish has turned me indeed into a perfect goddess of coldness as everyone loved me, praised me for my perfect self.

They call me indeed: a goddess.

When I look into a mirror, I can talk to Nemesis. 

Her reflection was same as mine as she uses my body but she looked lifeless and pale as a ghost. 

It didn't matter to me if my identity gets to be used by the goddess. 

It will be an honor. 

The goddess shown me to the Peculiar Academy, the school for the magical beings and asked me to study there.

 For it to happen, I left my parents alone. They didn't asked why.

 There I became a magical being, a being who uses their luck (magic) to protect humans and befriended Shelia Akashiya.

 My codename is Scarlet Law because I represent justice.

After that, I became a full fledge magical being and started a mission: to go elsewhere. 

To recruit.

Once, I saw a young girl, hair pink as a rose. 

Short haired. 

She also looked like a goddess.

 Bright.

 She's too bright.

 She also smiled and laughed. 

I look into my mirror as I got it from my bag. "That's my niece, Cocona Magica. Hurry, I must use your body now." 

She said.

 "As you wish, dear goddess Nemesis."

She used my body as she followed the young girl to where she could be. 

I recruited her to find her purpose as the Magical Being of Hope.

credits to the art: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/78250993