Xiao Ya, If You Huff Again, I'll Elope with Brother Kong

Agafiya was the Primordial Creator's most perfect creation. Ever since that being began slaughtering her people, hatred had consumed her, driving her ever deeper into madness. Columbina says she doesn't like me?

That's easy. Just lock her up and see her every day. She'll fall for me eventually.

"Your Majesty, you know I don't like to argue. So I took action."

The Empress silently looked toward the rich man receiving emergency treatment nearby.

Tartaglia stared at the Traveler in shock, then took two steps back, still shaken.

"Ha, you want to challenge her? Do you think you're the Grim Reaper? No, if you ask me, even the Grim Reaper wouldn't stand a chance against her..."

"Traveler, you asked what I'm after?"

Agafiya lifted her long purple hair. Her pale pink eyes brimmed with amusement as a blizzard, formed from countless snowflakes, swept in an instant across the world of birdsong and blossoms, burying it beneath the snow.

"Of course I'm going to destroy the Primordial One who rules all nations from the heavens above!"