Blurb
1. Valena found herself a blood servant. The little blood servant was beautiful and delicious, with a gentle temperament, and quite pleasing overall. The only headache was how overly dependent they were on her, needing to stay by her side to feel at ease.
What could she do?
The progenitor of the blood race spread her hands. The weak human couldn't cause much trouble anyway, so she might as well keep them around for amusement.
Who could have expected that one day, through a moment's carelessness, the little blood servant would escape? Before fleeing, they also destroyed most of her Blood Domain and stabbed her.
The next time Valena heard news of the little blood servant, they had transformed into the Pope of the Church.
Valena took a deep breath. Inhale, anger. Exhale, anger. She slapped the table and stood up. There was no way she was going to calm down, not in this lifetime. If she didn't get revenge, she wouldn't deserve to be called vindictive.
2. Puppet, pawn, plaything...
Anariel had lost count of how many labels people had pinned on her. Every one of them made her hate this world even more, so she decided to flip the table and throw the whole situation into chaos. Since the Mother Goddess was asleep and the demigods had seized power, then not a single angel or demon should be left awake.
Traitor, madwoman...
This time, more people wanted her dead than were cursing her. Anariel tilted her head, even finding it somewhat amusing. She just didn't understand why she and Valena kept letting each other go, over and over.
"If you don't kill me now, you'll be the one who dies later."
Wiping the blood from Valena's lips, Anariel chuckled softly. "I look forward to it."
3. Valena had never met anyone more insane than Anariel, but she never thought Anariel's existence was a mistake.
She had been calm for so long that even she had forgotten her heart could beat.
Blood rained from the sky. Anariel lay sprawled in the mud, utterly wretched. Looking down at the woman the angels and demons considered a thorn in their side, Valena reached out and grabbed the Pope by the throat.
The Pope, standing on the brink of death, looked up and asked her:
[Do you want to create a new world with me?]
At that moment, she heard her heartbeat again.
Theme: Strive for a new world
