Chapter 17: The Black Forest (8)
From the moment I was born, a hunger gnawed at me, a thirst to kill. At first, I didn't know I was different. Not until a seer told me of my fate - 'Heavens' Slaughter'. A fate marking my path from birth.
I accepted it. There was no rejection. No need for it. Why turn away from something that gave me such joy? Even when that fate turned me into an enemy of the world, when it led to my sealing, I felt no regret.
How many did I kill? Thousands? Or perhaps tens of thousands?
"Are you a descendant of Dranir?" A woman stepped on the remains of Lian, headless and gone. She was nearing Rain. The Church of Purification, its followers, including Lian who had worshipped her, meant less to her than dust.
She never had a hand in creating the Church of Purification. Humans made their own religion, idolizing her. To her, humans were only prey, whether they followed the Church or not.
"Hmm... You don't seem to be," she finally said, scanning Rain top to bottom with her glowing red eyes, her head tilted to one side. "You're too weak for that."
A blow to one's pride, but Rain did not react. Was she frozen with fear? Or was she rejecting reality? Losing everything built up to this point was too much, even for someone as mentally strong as Rain.
"Boring." The woman lost interest. She turned her gaze toward Ruin, where the Purification Festival was still going on. "Do you know? After I kill you, I'm going to destroy that city."
Rain's finger twitched.