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A voice is heard.

Whispers of comrades dragged to the depths of hell.

Surrounded by nothing but the bodies of compatriots forming mountains and walls,

Where is this voice coming from?

“Ah….”

A voice filled with disgust towards me. Blaming. Asking why.

I can’t answer.

From vocal cords long unused, only useless whimpering sounds emerge, devoid of language.

“Ah….”

The hole above my head is pitch black.

No light enters this place untouched by the authority of the sun. Not even faintly glowing insects or a single stone.

“Ah….”

Memories of frolicking under the authority of the sun and the grace of the moon vivid as yesterday, yet we’ve all sunk to the depths of hell.

“Ah… Ahh!”

Regret.

And anger.

“Ah! Ahhh!”

Why? Why is it so?

I just wanted to befriend everyone,

Why? Why? Why?

Why is the world so cruel?

“Ah! Ahh!”

Wishing for everyone’s happiness was such a grave mistake-

“How long will you continue screaming like that?”

….

Human?

Or not? The emanating scent is peculiar.

Is there a human who smells of blood and gardenias simultaneously?

“Stop wailing and stand up on your two feet properly. With more dignity than King Nebuchadnezzar. You can rise by your own strength, can’t you?

Now, get up. The one once called the Fairy Princess.”

Fairy Princess.

A title far too grand for me.

“You, the rightful ruler of this world. The leader of those who have not hesitated to sacrifice to maintain the harmony of nature.”

The human’s voice is beautiful. Like the cry of a sly fox.

How can they produce such a beautiful voice?

On the subject of humans. Disgusting, vile creatures who thrive on filth and betrayal.

“In the name of the almighty ‘Wings.’ In the name of the mechanical heart Satella, governing the celestial cycle.”

Strange. I feel empowered. Just moments ago, my legs lacked strength.

“And, in my name. In the name of the ageless foreigner. In the name of a mere nun. Rise with your own two feet.”

Where does this power originate from? Hatred? Hope?

“Look! You can do it! My support probably contributed about 5% to the Fairy Princess standing up…”

As I tore at my neck with my hands, it was severed too easily. Blue-tinged red blood sprayed from the cut, dousing comrades.

A decapitated body lost its strength and fell. The scent of gardenias intensified due to the blood.

Annoyed by the whimpering, I casually killed them. Pitiful lives unworthy even of ants…

“Are fairies naturally this violent? I was just cheering fervently, and they suddenly ripped someone’s throat out. Were they hungry? It’s a shame. If they were to eat me, would they experience a burning agony akin to their sacred blood boiling for a minute before dying?”

Emerging intact within the darkness, the young one holds up both hands, showing a mix of metal parts and blue flesh.

Why is she smiling so joyfully? What? Is dying once that amusing?

One thing is certain; that girl is not human.

“Do not think of attacking again.”

When the girl flicked her finger, behind her, the darkness stirred, revealing an unfamiliar creature. Standing on two legs, the creature resembled a dragon but also appeared like a mix of human and wolf pups.

Even from this creature with a body mixed of iron and flesh like the girl, the scent of gardenias emanated.

“This child and the friends still hidden in the darkness will tear you apart. Earlier, you could have killed me because I ordered them not to attack you no matter what happened, so don’t underestimate them.”

With those words, the girl revealed her teeth and smiled.

Feeling unpleasant, sharp teeth filled her mouth.

“…Who are you? Why did you wake me up?”

“I didn’t wake you up. It was your burning will that awakened you. In the Bible, there’s a saying, ‘With the holy power that leads the dying, thrust a spear into the enemy’s heart.’”

I’ve never read the Bible. Sometimes I’ve seen books humans call “Bible” written in their language among their belongings. Is that what they’re talking about?

“The faithful servant of Satla, I, Rolance Flash, just came at the right time. My subordinates were monitoring the pit where the Fairy Princess was trapped.

When they felt more intense movements than the feeble heartbeat from the Fairy Princess, they rushed here, leaving everything behind. There’s also a verse in the Book of Raja Gospels that says, ‘The early bird catches the prey,’ right?”

“What do you want? Speak quickly.”

The young one furrowed her brow as if displeased with my attitude, but soon smiled again.

Chilling.

“What you desire, whether human, fairy, or god, why are they all so captivated by desire? Even Aphemia seems bound by twisted desires, moving as if this world itself has gone awry.”

Ah, but it’s true that the Fairy Princess has desires. I’m just a member of this messed-up world, after all. Hehe!”

Saying that, the young one playfully tapped her own head.

Chilling.

“…Just get to the point.”

“The Fairy Princess is said to have a more prickly personality according to other stars, but isn’t she being too brusque with me?”

The girl protruded her lips bluntly. She really seems irritated.

Chilling.

“If you continue to annoy me, I’ll kill you again.”

The beast behind the girl seemed to react to the mention of killing, growling softly. The girl reassured it, saying, “It’s okay, it’s okay,” while petting the beast.

“In fact, I still can’t grasp how strong the Fairy Princess is. Even if these are Karen and Satla’s masterpieces, they could be defeated easily if attacked, right?

So, I’ll tell you the matter as demanded by the Fairy Princess.

Find this person.”

The girl’s left side shimmered, revealing an unfortunate-looking male.

These guys all seem to have bad habits as bad as their appearance.

“Oh, there’s no need to show this.”

The figure distorted and transformed into a much smaller female form. Though similar to the earlier male, she was much prettier.

“Why do I have to find a human?”

“Because I want you to.”

The girl immediately responded to my question, with that unpleasant smile on her face.

“It would be wise not to resist. If I don’t let these kids handle it and step in myself, the Fairy Princess won’t leave anything behind and will resign from this world, right? Those kids might leave some entrails or bone fragments, but I won’t leave anything at all.

In the Parisienne Apocalypse, there’s a page with only one sentence written: ‘Obey.’ Yes, obedience is good, Fairy Princess.”

A sly and cruel smile, looking at the unruly young one.

Ah, now I understand.

I’ve been ensnared by an irresistible being.

Part 1

Loved by the Moon

Long ago, in a city named Galicia, a girl named Miriam lived.

Miriam was born with the miracles of an all-powerful being, possessing a sacred power to heal the sick.

At the age of twelve, Miriam was revered as a saint and officially ordained as a saint by the Papal See.

Miriam was delighted. Being able to help more people brought her great joy.

After being appointed as a saint, not long after, she was given a sacred mission.

Everywhere, including Galicia, was suffering from demons who preyed on humans. These demons, hiding deep in the forests, would come down to cities and towns day or night, capturing and devouring people, attacking and killing travelers trying to go elsewhere.

These demons could easily kill with human strength, barely maintaining a balance. However, humans were growing weary. Already struggling amongst themselves, they couldn’t bear the intrusion of demons.

The Holy See had long been researching to defeat the demons and found the answer in ancient scriptures.

By creating a pit with the seven relics left by the Almighty for the first saint, Karen, they could seal an entire race, creating a spell.

The ancient text stated that only the most recently appointed saint could discover all seven relics, and believing this, the Holy See entrusted Miriam with the task.

This mission was confidential; no one except the Pope, a few cardinals and bishops, and Miriam herself knew the purpose of this mission.

Miriam began searching for the relics based on the map contained in the ancient document received from the Holy See.

One day, while walking in the forest, Miriam discovered a demon dying with arrows stuck all over its body.

Initially frightened, Miriam’s innate kindness did not disappear upon realizing the creature was a demon.

She tried to heal the demon using her divine power by removing the arrows and applying her sanctity, but it had little effect. Nonetheless, the wounds slowly began to heal.

As Miriam poured her sacred energy into saving the demon, angry soldiers appeared. They questioned why she was healing the demon.

Unable to truthfully and logically respond, Miriam falsely claimed the demon was a captive she had subdued and threatened to report to the Holy See if they killed it.

Confused, the soldiers, unable to overcome Miriam’s stubbornness, left, and Miriam refocused on the healing. By the time the demon’s wounds had vanished, and its color returned, it was already a dark night, and Miriam was exhausted.

When Miriam reluctantly got up to make a bed, the demon opened its eyes.

Frightened, Miriam, but the demon didn’t attack. It simply asked why she had healed it.

Miriam replied that she couldn’t just pass by someone injured.

Upon hearing her response, the demon stood up. It then warned Miriam that if she didn’t escape within ten minutes, it would kill her, but collapsed back down weakly.

Seeing this, Miriam burst into laughter. The demon was annoyed but hesitated to kill the one who had saved its life.

And so, the bond between the saint and the fairy princess began.