I used to be the Holy Maiden of Light. Now, thanks to a tiny little accident, I'm the current Seventy-First Evil God.
But even though I've become an Evil God, the heartless church still has no intention of letting me go.
Every day, they force me to put on that Holy Maiden outfit that's cold enough to freeze me to death and go to work. They even tell me, "Since you're already an Evil God, we don't need to pay you your wages anymore."
Oh, Goddess of Light above!
This wicked church!
Who knows what my fall has to do with those damned people!
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