“It really is a very severe injury. She’s finished— even if she’s still alive, death is only a matter of time.” Fia put her index finger to her lips and let out a cute ‘hmm’ of contemplation. She fully agreed with the goddess Baia’s perspective.
Those wounds would be immense torment for any mortal. Even dying from the pain would be understandable. And Baia was just a frail girl, far more fragile than boys, both in spirit and in body.
“Fia said the same thing. So there’s really no salvation. I should have given up long ago…” Goddess Baia lowered her head, the complex runes etched deep in her eyes dimming considerably, a perfect reflection of her sorrowful mood.
Even Fia, the Creator Goddess of the many realms, agreed with her view. Baia was beyond saving. Then, everything was over. Perhaps this reincarnation was a mistake.
She truly felt sorry for that boy named Baia. She hoped his next life would be a happy one.
As for herself—she might as well descend into hell.
“Baia-chan…” Fia looked at Goddess Baia with concern as her pupils gradually lost focus, silently wondering if she had gone too far this time.
“Fia, thank you so much. In the very end, you’re the only one who stayed by my side. Thank you for trying to save someone beyond salvation. But it really is no use—I’m beyond saving.” Goddess Baia slowly lifted the corners of her mouth into a tragic smile. Great, heavy tears slid down her face.
Even the cruelest, most heartless villain would feel their heart ache seeing this. The beautiful silver-haired girl had given up on fate and sank into despair. Tears streamed from her crystal-clear red eyes, reflecting a sadness that pierced the soul.
“Baia-chan.”
At the sound of that sweet voice, her body was suddenly enveloped in a warm embrace. The cold, imprisoning chill around her heart dissipated as if the sun’s rays had broken through.
When she came back to herself, she saw Fia’s worried gaze.
“Fia is so kind, still thinking of comforting me at a time like this.” Goddess Baia was surprised for a moment, then closed her eyes gently to savor this rare, precious peace. She was so glad to know Fia, this goddess.
There was something maternal about Fia—a scent that brought tears of nostalgia.
Goddess Baia nuzzled her head deeper into Fia’s chest, letting the warmth seep more and more into her being. Let her be a little selfish, a little greedy—let this embrace last just a bit longer.
After that, please, Fia, kill me. Because it’s all over.
Her new life had already ended with the death of mortal Baia. Even so, the entire timeline of [SLAVE] returning to her days as a slave was an irreversible fact. The girls she once considered important, except for the girl on the transport ship, hadn’t met her yet at this time. That was for the best. Without her, their lives would surely be happy.
Yes. Baia Efir Chlorom had lost all meaning of existence. Fia was the Creator Goddess of many realms, self-proclaimed the strongest deity, while Baia was only the god of one world.
To destroy her own divine status, to kill herself as a goddess, would be effortless for Fia. Perhaps she couldn’t bring herself to do it, but for the last wish of someone who had completely given up—she surely would agree.
“Fia, please kill me.” Goddess Baia slowly opened her eyes and looked up at Fia with solemn seriousness.
Their breaths were inches apart, and as she stared at Fia’s stunningly beautiful and adorable face, Baia’s cheeks unknowingly flushed red.
“Please forgive Fia’s refusal~~” Fia tilted her head, blinking her big eyes with a mischievous smile.
“Please, kill me…”
One finger pressed gently against Goddess Baia’s lips, blocking the words she was about to say.
“Baia-chan.” Fia slowly put away her smile, rarely showing such sincere affection. “If you keep saying ‘kill me,’ Fia might actually get mad.”
Goddess Baia opened her mouth, wanting to say something to make Fia give up on saving her. At this point, was there still any hope? Didn’t Fia already realize the truth?
She herself had admitted that mortal Baia was beyond saving, just as hopeless as she was. Having the boy Baia save her desperate fate from the start was doomed to fail. Fighting against the threads of fate was truly foolish.
Seeing the light fade more and more from Goddess Baia’s eyes, Fia anxiously made a small whimpering sound, hurriedly shaking her head side to side, searching for a solution no one could see with their eyes. In the end, she puffed out her cheeks like a squirrel and stared at Goddess Baia with an annoyed look.
Really, Baia-chan was so pessimistic and fragile. Not fun at all.
“Yes, this time Fia is at fault.” Fia sighed as if giving up, showing a troubled expression. No, she should tease less from now on.
“What are you talking about? Why apologize…” Goddess Baia suddenly felt a flicker of confusion.
“It’s about that thing—deliberately making Baia-chan anxious.” Fia said calmly.
“Anxious? I don’t get it. Do you think I’m stupid? What does Fia want to explain?”
“It’s that—Baia-kun isn’t beyond saving. That’s a lie.”
Fia deliberately dragged out the words before revealing the answer. Sure enough, Goddess Baia’s mouth opened in surprise. Was this really so unbelievable? If it were him, he wouldn’t be surprised at all.
“It’s true that Baia-kun’s wounds are very severe. The harm he’s suffered has taken away all his means of saving himself. Becoming a corpse is just a matter of time. So basically, it’s understandable for Baia-chan to be pessimistic about this situation. But, and this is important, Baia-chan must meet one big premise to safely fall into despair. Only then is it suitable for me to kill her.”
“That premise is—”
“That premise is…” Goddess Baia nervously gripped her skirt as her words unconsciously matched Fia’s teasing rhythm.
“That premise is—” Fia stretched the words again, wanting to see Baia-chan flustered. Teasing cute girls and making them shy or angry was her greatest joy.
“Please, Fia, just say it!” Goddess Baia’s eyes reddened in urgency, and she lost her composure, grabbing Fia’s shoulders and shaking her hard.
“That premise is—” Fia smiled through the shaking, still not revealing the answer that set hearts aflame with anticipation.
“Fia!” Goddess Baia finally lost her mind.
“Yesss~~” Fia raised one hand in a playful salute like a student ready to answer a teacher’s question. “The premise is that Baia-kun is already dead, completely dead. His soul has returned to the Underworld, governed by the Reaper. Eventually, it becomes the purest spiritual energy, blending into the universe.”
“But he’s still alive.”
“That’s enough.”