Chapter 48: Vol. 1 Epilogue
As usual, the Angelic Dominion had a different feel in the early morning.
Grace wandered the empty halls, her footsteps echoing softly against the marble floors. No one was around at this hour – no Love Sisters trying to kiss her, no Bravery Sisters challenging her to sparring matches, no fans asking for details about how she killed a Primal Demon.
Just peace. Just quiet.
She needed this. A moment to breathe, to think.
The events of the past few weeks whirled through her mind like leaves caught in a storm. Dying. Becoming an angel. Learning she could permanently kill demons. The Saintess System. Oakridge Village. The Primal Demon.
It was too much, too fast.
Grace paused at a large window overlooking the clouds below. Somewhere down there was the mortal realm – Linaria. Full of people living their lives, unaware that their fate apparently rested on the shoulders of a former turnip farmer who couldn’t even figure out proper irrigation systems.
[Why me?]
The question had plagued her since her conversation with Eternia. Why create Grace specifically for this task? Why not someone stronger, smarter, more qualified?
She sighed, leaning her forehead against the cool glass. The pinks and golds of dawn were just beginning to streak across the sky.
"I didn’t ask for any of this," she whispered to no one.