A girl with long, straight black hair rested her face on her hand, leaning casually against a stone table... quietly watching the stone slabs displayed on the table, on which were songs written by followers of the god of shepherd.
Sometimes, the girl envied the other gods. Their followers were always very powerful and always offered things for everyone... although they weren't particularly precious, and sometimes they were just commonplace.
But whenever someone receives a gift, the gods always discuss it together with great joy... Whether it's elves, humans, dwarves, or giants, the children grow up faster than anyone imagines.
Whenever the children grow up and become more capable, it always brings joy to everyone.
Even though everyone thought she had been completely corrupted by the calamity, whenever someone received a gift, they would still cautiously come over to share their joy with her... and there were always people who would come back to persuade her to wake up soon.
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But if she could, the girl would also like to have her own followers... If she could, she would also like to receive her own gifts, even if it's just flowers and berries that can be found everywhere.
"So, let's just say it's my little selfish reason..."
The girl muttered to herself, a rare sly smile appearing on her face, and said, "Adding a completely meaningless step to the prophecy... Ugh~ yawn~"
The yawning girl gently rested her head on the table...
then……
“Dark Fisher…it’s time!”
"Are you there? Are you home? The God of Chaos has already attacked!"
"The stone tablet we gave to the children has also been entrusted to Perila to be delivered to the Prime Material Plane."
"..."
Those guys... came looking for me?
As the girl thought this, she narrowed her eyes, recalling the serpent that was above "gods," and never before had she felt such a pang of emotion... If only she weren't a god.
But if I weren't a god, I wouldn't be able to do what I have now...
"Ah, how much time has passed?"
The girl muttered to herself, muttering complaints under her breath as she lightly traced divine characters on the wall with her finger. She said, "From the moment I began trying to resolve the calamity until now..."
To be honest, if the girl had used even a little bit of her free time to develop even just one follower, she wouldn't be in this situation now, receiving not even the slightest gift.
But as for whether I regret it or not, then of course I don't...
"Four-legged rampage, zero-degree cold, sea-eroded skeletons, and the fallen god within me... I alone resolved four calamities. Those idiots were truly useless..."
As the girl shouted this, the urging voices of the gods outside rang out once again, and she responded loudly and helplessly, "Coming right away! Coming right away!"
The girl, responding in this way, drew the final stroke on the wall, then glanced at the golem that faithfully recorded everything, and simply gave the order: "After I leave, hide in the room next door and leave the image in the future."
As the girl spoke, she gazed into the unreachable distance, her bright eyes seeming to meet the gaze of someone from the distant future. She looked at the golem, the very embodiment of the recording, as if in conversation, and placed her hand on her heart—
“I am Dark Fractura, the evil god. Children from the distant future, at this moment… I speak to you, to all the children.”
As she spoke, the girl blinked gently. She took a deep breath. Although she looked like just a young and beautiful girl, her eyes were filled with awareness and a great will.
"After I die, the calamity of the [Fallen God] will depart with my life. This is part of my original plan and will not change because of [Chaos]... In other words, there is no need to grieve for me."
As the girl spoke, she calmly recounted her doomed "plan," and continued, "I created a creation called the 'Evil God Scroll,' endowing it with the ability to devour mana and reproduce... While it's not without its limits, it's sufficient for my use."
"Children who have grown strong enough to overcome calamities..."
Although she was a young girl, the expression on her face was as loving as a mother's... unconditional gentleness, unconditional patience, love, tolerance, and trust, a firm belief in the future.
It was as if the future of "children not growing up to be noble people" had never appeared in her imagination...
"With the power of the scrolls, devour the calamities of the four-legged rampage, the calamities of the zero-degree cold, and the calamities of the sea-eroded skeletons. This is the only gift I have left for you... but it will be very difficult to gain the authority to control them."
The girl spoke as she walked towards the door, leaving the recording golem with a slender back view. Her voice was already trembling with sobs: "I need to please the gods (me) and have my wish fulfilled!"
"Actually, I... don't want to die... I don't think anyone else wants to die... but we have to do it, because no one else can seal the chaotic monster..."
"I'm not afraid of death, none of us are afraid of death, but... I really, really want to..."
"To see what the children will be like in the future."
"..."
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