As I stood in that divine chamber, surrounded by gods and shimmering remnants of ancient magic, I couldn't stop thinking about her—the Goddess of Benevolence.
What had she gone through to become like this? How much pain did she carry when she sacrificed everything and ended up forgotten even by her divine kin? It pained me to imagine it. But slowly… I began to understand.
This wasn't just some accident or twist of fate. No, this was the curse of that accursed God (???)/Outer God—the one whose name still eluded us. The being responsible for corrupting the realms, birthing the Unique Monsters, and shattering the harmony of Cosmoria.
And he dared to erase her.
Just thinking about it made my blood boil.
