For You This World I'll Destroy

The Celestial Finale (3)

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Standing on the top of the upturned Yggdrasil tree, I looked towards the shards of Obsidian Theater, watching the hands of darkness trying to fuse the cracks made by the roots of my tree. In a moment, after a long wait, I was finally able to destroy the true enemy of the world. Sky Desperation.

“I never understood you, Moon,” asked Quina who stood by me, holding a communication device that determined the destiny of the world.

On the other end of the world, the Queen who ruled this world met me one last time. With just one word, the girl can start the Obsidian Theater heart-destruction operation, but it seems like she still does not believe me.

“Since the beginning, you have great power..But why, only now do you use it to help others?”.

I snorted and pointed at the Black Sky, “If you don't see it, there's no way you can believe my words, right?”

Quina pulled my collar furiously, “Since when did you know?”

“Does I answer it?”

“Of course!” said the girl pushed me and ruffled her hair in frustration, “If you intend to save this world, seven years ago you can stop my aggression and save Kinje Kingdom. But you actually helped destroy the country built by your own brother.

Why... You didn't stop me?”

Without any heavy makeup, I realized just how pale Quina's skin was and how thick her amthas were. After taking off her magic gloves, I could see that the fox girl's fingers were scarred from being bitten. Wh why? Though he had obtained his dream by uniting the Daemons and defeating the human race that colonized them?

“Do you regret realizing your dream? Is the price of realizing your dream... It now haunts you, Quina? Or you...just want to look for the scapegoat to hide how you have become a terrible monster this time?” I asked him to urge the girl.

Quina called out her lightning spear and wanted to slash my neck, but just as it touched my skin, she stopped. His power as La Puella Dragonica allowed him to still use magic. Despite that, his spear was more blunt.

“You won't understand. M-They, everyone I beat, always show up in my dreams and torture me. Every day, the questions always strangle me.. Have I made this world better? Or. I just run my ego and destroy the things I love with this ambition.I was so afraid to know the answer,” said Quina who pulled her spear from me,

“Hey, Month. As a monster... Are you the same in your eyes as you?” ask the girl.

I sighed and answered honestly, “Your hair is brown and mine is silver, I am beautiful and you are ordinary. Every curve of my body shows a sweet elegance in the eyes, while you are patos and unattractive.

From an eye's view, where do we have similarities, Quina?”

Quina patted her forehead and looked at me disappointedly, “That confident feeling of you is really something. Meaning my question it—“

“Choose, you want to be a crazy monster like me or the hero who freed the Daemons and started the era of Daemon and Human solidarity?” my many.

“Choosing, are you crazy? How can I determine how the world sees me?”

“What is the worldview about you important? It is only you who determines how you look at yourself,” my question that touches my stupid queen's forehead, “Life is a story and you are the author. Are you going to write a tragedy about your life or a story full of happiness. Everything is in your hands a.”

Heh, who am I to say such wise? The advice of a killer like me is not to be trusted. However, the face that Quina showed became a reflection of me in the past— Shortly after Brother's death. Those bottomless sweet words mysteriously carried warmth within my heart. Until I realized, I said those words to myself.

“Then... What story did you write, Moon?” ask Quina.

I saw the mess I had done. The land and the mountains are upended by the roots of my trees. Everyone prostrated and prayed, mourning the end of the world with sorrow. And worst of all, the Black Sky was still firmly encircling the world. In other words.

But, Mentari's words still resonated within my heart. After dark, the light rises. With the presence of a blue sky for this world..what is the view that the world presents to me? I'm still afraid that all this will end in vain. The world will continue to reject me, even though I have changed her destiny and become a goddess. I will wade through this eternal life with only rejection and betrayal, until my heart is too dull to feel. That future is an anchor of doubt in my heart.

In the end I answered Quina, “Being a writer is tiring and the money is a little, so, a long time ago I've given up writing it.”

“... Gosh, you are really a lousy and annoying person,” said Quina who sighed longly, “But seeing you so many times challenging your destiny, I became ashamed of myself. if someone as bad as you can become a Goddess and defeat her destiny, then, if I write my life with a full-fledged triumphant pattern, would I possibly be a Goddess stronger than you?” continued Quina who smiled faintly.

“Heh, don't dream. In a new world, everyone still needs you to lead them, my Queen,” I said, who then stretched my hand,

“But, before taking care of that troublesome thing, can I ask for your help?”

“Sang Dewi needs help from an unattractive Daemon like me?” quina asked half mockingly.

“After 6 bombs you created cracks in Mentari's necklace, the heart of Obsidian Theater will emerge from the necklace..but also the incredible power of Anima,” said I stared blankly at the sky,

“If I fail to destroy the heart of Obsidian Theater, I will seal it in my body and bury it in the core of Mars.

When that happens, can I ask for help for you and your successor to become the seal protector?”

“You must have succeeded,” said Quina patted me hard on the shoulder, “Therefore, sorry, I have to reject your request, Moon,” he continued acting cool.

Oh, my God, he thought those cool words would inspire me? No. gabe. He threw an incredible burden on my shoulders. If Amelia, that all-powerful God alone is unable to defeat Obsidian Theater, what else am I? Imagining my encounter with the true power of Anima alone has given me goosebumps.

“Again, now you're not alone. I'll help you. Of course with the help of the most powerful Daemon of all time like me, we will not lose, right?” quina.

“Araa, aren't you just my burden?”

Quina clicked my head hard, “Nak!”

“Aduduuh, I've succumbed to the almighty Nyghtingale, and soon will fight against the terrible creatures... lest I be bullied,” my plea that caresses my aching head, “After all, why do you want to help me?”

Quina grimaced, “Didn't we make a contract, oh my moon is forgetful?”

“What contract?”

So many contracts I made, I forgot. Did I do anything in the past to make that girl owe me a favor? Uhh. I can't remember. Wait a minute, don't I... have an incredible photographic memory?

Ah. so it seems. I looked at my hand and realized the price I paid for my great power. I also remembered how Nyghtingale and the other two Goddesses ended up being puppets controlled by Amelia. In exchange for the strength and immortality they had, they paid for it with their memories.

The price they have to pay from time to time until they lose their identity. Living in eternity without a soul, that is the death of a Goddess. Destiny will come to me too.

“Well, if you insist on helping me, how will you do again?” I said who then reached out my hand to Quina, “But don't regret it? the monster we are about to face is much stronger than my imagination and yours. Most likely you will die. Even so, will you still follow me, Quina?”

Quina shook my hand with a mantab, “Of course. As the Queen of this world, I will not renege on my promise,” she said who then held her ear and activated her telecommunication device.

I nodded as Quina glanced at me.

Breathing deeply, the girl said, “Arthur, run Celestial Finale.” operation