[ oh Uriel would have loved his help, might see him as the better man to do such a thing. after all, she is an archangel, even if the favor was asked of her.. she has been doubting if she is the proper person for it.
and yet, a memory comes to, and Uriel tries to process this memory herself, and as she does-- a different memory will play. ]
“And you, Archangel! You wake up, too! Are you really going to fight me?”
[Constellation, ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’, is looking at you.]
Uriel was forming a helpless expression. Anxiety was all-too-clear to see in her eyes.
[Constellation, ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’, forms a troubled expression.]
“You don’t want to fight either, right? I know. So, why don’t we stop here? And please, why don’t you persuade your friends while you’re at it, too!”
A voice unknown to you sounds out from a woman with dark short hair, though those words only managed to make Uriel’s anxiety run even deeper.
However, the [Hellfire] activated separately from what her expressions had indicated and persistently flew in her direction. The latter didn’t give up, though. There had to be a reason why the Archangel was participating in this regional conflict.
[Fable, ‘Predictive Plagiarism’, has begun its storytelling.]
⸢Uriel must’ve known that this was a trap designed to kill < ■■ ■■ Company >. That is why she had to come here personally.⸥
“What will ■■ ■■ think of you if I end up dying here?” Uriel’s shoulders trembled faintly at the mention of a name blocked from memory. The woman quickly went for another shot. “I’m asking you, are you confident of looking at ■■ ■■, free of a guilty conscience, after killing me?”
[Constellation, ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’, says that you and your sponsor are ‘Evil’.]
“God damn it! Who cares about ‘Good’ this and ‘Evil’ that? How is that important? You people decided that on your own!”
Uriel’s sword swings had become much more half-hearted than before.
[Constellation, ‘Demon King of Salvation’, is watching the battlefield.]
[Constellation, ‘Demon King of Salvation’, is looking at ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’.]
They didn’t say anything. Not a word of request for help, no asking for favors, nothing – just them looking on.
[Constellation, ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’, has stopped moving.]
[Constellation, ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’, is falling into confusion.]
Uriel’s heart would be a confusing mixture of emotions right about now. On one hand, wanting to save < ■■ ■■'s Company >, and on the other, the desire to win in the ‘Great War of Saints and Demons’. Faint sparks were dancing all around her; Fables that made her who she was, began colliding against each other. The Fable that she loved the most, and the Fable she had been living with, were clashing with each other.
Was it < ■■ ■■'s Company > she liked so much, or the one she belonged to, < Eden >?
[Uriel! Why are you standing around stupidly like that?]
Her indecision prompted other Constellations to step forward; they were unable to sit back and endure this situation any further.
[Constellation, ‘Morning Star Goddess’, has revealed her Status!]
[Constellation, ‘the One who Faces God’, has revealed its Status!]
[Uriel! What are you doing! You must regain yourself!]
The other archangel's true voice must’ve gotten through to her because Uriel seemed to suddenly regain her wits just then. If Uriel decided to jump in wholeheartedly, then everything would be over.
Before that happened, they must….
[….Right, you’re correct. This ■-up war must end quickly.]
And then, Uriel made her move.
[Constellation, ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’, is revealing her true self.]
The blinding Status of an Archangel dyed the entirety of the battlefield; all of Uriel’s wings unfurled in full, and a crown with a crimson-red ruby shimmered brilliantly above her flowing platinum-blonde hair. Her emerald-colored eyes proudly observed the world.
Uriel stepped forward while withstanding the incredible storm of Probability’s aftermath that came about after unleashing her true body. When facing off against that boundless Status, the earlier woman felt her consciousness waver despite her own Constellation's grace protecting her.
This was the true appearance of the ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’.
The Archangel of Conflagration that cut down tens of thousands of demons, murdered Demon Kings, and eradicated all evil. The moment that woman saw those eyes, she realized that she was as good as dead already.
In front of that ‘demon-like’ existence, all ‘Evil’ would have to willingly offer up their heads.
The [Flames of Retribution] rose up high to split the sky, and in the meantime, that human sensed the approaching end for once. And then, her vision was dyed in pure white. Like a completely blank page with nothing on it.
However, no matter how long she waited, the expected pain never materialized. Did she die even before she could experience pain?
She sneakily opened her eyes, only to be greeted by a completely unexpected spectacle.
The [Flames of Retribution] that was definitely moving in her direction had changed its shape to a ring and was emitting bright light on the ground.
[You, and you. Move an inch, and you’ll die.]
More specifically, after it had tightly wound around the bodies of the Constellations ‘Morning Star Goddess’ and ‘the One who Faces God’.
[My flames can get a bit hot, you see? I’m not kidding, so if you move a muscle, you’ll really die.]
One could only ask in a dumbfounded tone of voice at this sudden development. [Uriel…. But, why?]
[If you do something like this, the Scribe will….!]
The sound of the Constellation's words only made Uriel bitterly complain. [■ck. I’ll just enjoy some disciplinary actions or something later. You think that’s important right now?]
[This isn’t simply going to end with some disciplinary action! What you did was…..!]
[Shut up! So what if those Chaos Points rise up or something?!]
Only after hearing Uriel’s true voice did the Constellation realize that his comrade was being serious here.
[But you, why…..]
It was at this point that human figured out why Uriel had to unleash the power of her true self. If she were to subjugate another Archangel on the same level as her, as well as a high-class Constellation without killing them, she had no choice but to release her real power.
Uriel was suffering from tremendous pain of the Probability’s aftermath; and there was the faintest trace of demonic aura permeating into her dark laces, too.
‘Corruption’. The harshest punishment that would be bestowed upon her after she refused to heed the divine order.
Just before the woman could say something to her, Uriel took the initiative away first. [I don’t have time to explain this and that. Let’s quickly invalidate this regional conflict and end it!]
Her expression was really urgent for some reason.
It was at that moment that a thought entered the woman’s head.
Even if Uriel did make up her mind, there was no need for her to be this urgent; if an Archangel was willing to deal with such a huge loss just to start something, then there must be a very good reason for that.
So, what could possibly make her behave so urgently like this?
It wasn’t that difficult to figure out the answer.
no subject
and yet, a memory comes to, and Uriel tries to process this memory herself, and as she does-- a different memory will play. ]
Uriel was forming a helpless expression. Anxiety was all-too-clear to see in her eyes.
“You don’t want to fight either, right? I know. So, why don’t we stop here? And please, why don’t you persuade your friends while you’re at it, too!”
A voice unknown to you sounds out from a woman with dark short hair, though those words only managed to make Uriel’s anxiety run even deeper.
However, the [Hellfire] activated separately from what her expressions had indicated and persistently flew in her direction. The latter didn’t give up, though. There had to be a reason why the Archangel was participating in this regional conflict.
⸢Uriel must’ve known that this was a trap designed to kill < ■■ ■■ Company >. That is why she had to come here personally.⸥
“What will ■■ ■■ think of you if I end up dying here?” Uriel’s shoulders trembled faintly at the mention of a name blocked from memory. The woman quickly went for another shot. “I’m asking you, are you confident of looking at ■■ ■■, free of a guilty conscience, after killing me?”
“God damn it! Who cares about ‘Good’ this and ‘Evil’ that? How is that important? You people decided that on your own!”
Uriel’s sword swings had become much more half-hearted than before.
[Constellation, ‘Demon King of Salvation’, is looking at ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’.]
They didn’t say anything. Not a word of request for help, no asking for favors, nothing – just them looking on.
[Constellation, ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’, is falling into confusion.]
Uriel’s heart would be a confusing mixture of emotions right about now. On one hand, wanting to save < ■■ ■■'s Company >, and on the other, the desire to win in the ‘Great War of Saints and Demons’. Faint sparks were dancing all around her; Fables that made her who she was, began colliding against each other. The Fable that she loved the most, and the Fable she had been living with, were clashing with each other.
Was it < ■■ ■■'s Company > she liked so much, or the one she belonged to, < Eden >?
[Uriel! Why are you standing around stupidly like that?]
Her indecision prompted other Constellations to step forward; they were unable to sit back and endure this situation any further.
[Constellation, ‘the One who Faces God’, has revealed its Status!]
[Uriel! What are you doing! You must regain yourself!]
The other archangel's true voice must’ve gotten through to her because Uriel seemed to suddenly regain her wits just then. If Uriel decided to jump in wholeheartedly, then everything would be over.
Before that happened, they must….
[….Right, you’re correct. This ■-up war must end quickly.]
And then, Uriel made her move.
The blinding Status of an Archangel dyed the entirety of the battlefield; all of Uriel’s wings unfurled in full, and a crown with a crimson-red ruby shimmered brilliantly above her flowing platinum-blonde hair. Her emerald-colored eyes proudly observed the world.
This was the true appearance of the ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’.
The Archangel of Conflagration that cut down tens of thousands of demons, murdered Demon Kings, and eradicated all evil. The moment that woman saw those eyes, she realized that she was as good as dead already.
In front of that ‘demon-like’ existence, all ‘Evil’ would have to willingly offer up their heads.
The [Flames of Retribution] rose up high to split the sky, and in the meantime, that human sensed the approaching end for once. And then, her vision was dyed in pure white. Like a completely blank page with nothing on it.
However, no matter how long she waited, the expected pain never materialized. Did she die even before she could experience pain?
She sneakily opened her eyes, only to be greeted by a completely unexpected spectacle.
The [Flames of Retribution] that was definitely moving in her direction had changed its shape to a ring and was emitting bright light on the ground.
[You, and you. Move an inch, and you’ll die.]
More specifically, after it had tightly wound around the bodies of the Constellations ‘Morning Star Goddess’ and ‘the One who Faces God’.
[My flames can get a bit hot, you see? I’m not kidding, so if you move a muscle, you’ll really die.]
One could only ask in a dumbfounded tone of voice at this sudden development. [Uriel…. But, why?]
[If you do something like this, the Scribe will….!]
The sound of the Constellation's words only made Uriel bitterly complain. [■ck. I’ll just enjoy some disciplinary actions or something later. You think that’s important right now?]
[This isn’t simply going to end with some disciplinary action! What you did was…..!]
[Shut up! So what if those Chaos Points rise up or something?!]
Only after hearing Uriel’s true voice did the Constellation realize that his comrade was being serious here.
[But you, why…..]
It was at this point that human figured out why Uriel had to unleash the power of her true self. If she were to subjugate another Archangel on the same level as her, as well as a high-class Constellation without killing them, she had no choice but to release her real power.
Uriel was suffering from tremendous pain of the Probability’s aftermath; and there was the faintest trace of demonic aura permeating into her dark laces, too.
‘Corruption’. The harshest punishment that would be bestowed upon her after she refused to heed the divine order.
Just before the woman could say something to her, Uriel took the initiative away first. [I don’t have time to explain this and that. Let’s quickly invalidate this regional conflict and end it!]
Her expression was really urgent for some reason.
It was at that moment that a thought entered the woman’s head.
Even if Uriel did make up her mind, there was no need for her to be this urgent; if an Archangel was willing to deal with such a huge loss just to start something, then there must be a very good reason for that.
So, what could possibly make her behave so urgently like this?
It wasn’t that difficult to figure out the answer.
[My Huiwon is in danger!]