Be it Fate or chance, those were something I could never go against. I should be careful.

Ill keep that in mind. I know its not something I should worry about, but I wonder if the two of you will be in any trouble if you tell me this secret.

Fate and chance. Even the gods could not escape from them.

The God of Death chuckled.

To be so concerned about the gods, you are indeed a soul beyond this world. Well, who knows what the Creator will do? But he has already waved his staff at us

Involuntarily, Ekaterina looked at the God of Death and Selene.

I dont know at what point it happened. The ancestors of Selene destroyed those who worshiped me, and I became a sealed god. Maybe it was then? The daughter of the family that sealed me for generations was born with the magical power of the Underworld. It was probably at that time.

A sealed god?

Come to think of it, in this world, there was a fine line between gods and demons. The gods of conquered peoples were often subverted to be treated as demons.

But the magical power of the netherworld?

It is even rarer than the magical power of the divine, so it is unknown to mortals. The power of the Underworld is the power of life and soul that belongs to the one who is to become my priestess. But before long, the family was conspired against, and Selene was no longer a living being perhaps it was that time he waved his wand.

Never mind the fact that my thoughts seem to be going through the tubes. After all, he is a God, right?

According to the legend that Mr. Forli told me, the Maiden of Death rejected the God of Death, who tried to lead her to the underworld.

But Selene was born into a family related to the God of Death, wasnt she?

Then, how did Selene become the Maiden of Death, who could now bring death to any living being she touches?

I became like this by myself. I didnt know I had the magical power of the netherworld, but in the midst of being killed and dying, I was engulfed by rage and resentment, which led to this transformation of me. I had distorted the gentle power that should be used to heal the soul.

Again, as if reading Ekaterinas mind, Selene responded.

My family was all killed on my sisters wedding night and it was done by none other than the man my sister was betrothed to. The man who told her he loved her and would protect her for the rest of her life. I knew I would never forgive those people for killing my sister, who always had a smile on her face and looked so happy.

Ekaterinas mind was filled with images of her late mother. She was in love with her husband till the end, a person who did not even protect his wife from his mothers beating.

I would like to put my fist or kick or something in the face of the bastard father who didnt protect mother Yeah, I couldnt blame her for her grief because I feel that way, even though it couldnt compare to what Selene experienced.

But if things had remained as they were, her body would have decayed, and she would have become an undead. It was I who suppressed the symptoms of her body. At first, I was trying to get her to break the seal, but she didnt accept.

Stroking Selenes hair, the God of Death chuckled. Looking up at the god, Selene said.

You are already free.

I am still trapped far too deeply.

Selene smiled gently at the God of Deaths words.

Then she looked at Ekaterina and smiled again.