When I was thrown off the cliff as a sacrifice to the rabbit clan, I bit my fingertips and drew a circle.
>"Hidden." I whispered into the air.
>The chasing snake youth sneered: "Is the evil god's sacrifice worthy of struggling?"
>The next second his pupils shrank suddenly - I disappeared into thin air.
>When I woke up at the bottom of the cliff, I found that I could change the rules of the world.
>Let dead trees bloom into spring and stubborn rocks into steel.
>On the day I was chased by the Holy See, I stood on the city wall and chuckled:
>"Who said the Bride of the Evil God can only bring disaster?"
>The vast wilderness of dead bones and flowers behind me is my first betrothal gift to the beast world.
