Nao's POV:
I managed to bring Vorx back to her senses and purify her curse. The same went for Zorx. The dark malice that had once consumed them was completely gone. A wave of relief washed over me, knowing I had succeeded. But even so, a pressing question lingered in my mind—one that I couldn't ignore.
What exactly was the curse that the Demon King had implanted in Vorx and Zorx? And who was this "God (???)"?
The weight of the unknown gnawed at me as I turned to them, my voice carrying both curiosity and concern.
"Vorx... Zorx... What kind of curse was placed upon your bodies and souls? And who is this 'God (???)'?"
Vorx furrowed her brows, struggling to recall the past. "I... don't remember much about the process. But one thing is certain—the curse was given to us by the Overlords, through the Demon King's blood, which carried his will. After drinking it, my brother and I lost consciousness. And when we awoke... we had gained tremendous power and were reborn as Demon Warlords."
