After everyone left, another little girl appeared. She had some kind of lollipop in her mouth as she walked over to the dried up husk that was once Shamile. She reached down and grabbed the head, and lifted it into the air. "Hmm? So you separated your soul and hid it behind a barrier."
With a crack, the skull was cracked open, revealing a small little blue orb. The little girl snatched it in her hand and started to squeeze it. "Yaya, you bitch let me go!"
"Heh. Shamile, I warned you, did I not? I told you not to mess with her. This has nothing to do with him. The person, or should I say the soul you think that is in that girl, is much more than you could ever imagine. Today she only showed a sliver of her power. You will never be able to defeat her in this life or the next. So instead of me having to watch out for an arrogant bitch like you, it is best for me to just destroy you, soul and all, so that you can never reincarnate again." Yaya didn't even wait for Shamile to reply as her hand suddenly became covered in a green flame. The small little soul didn't even stand a chance. It disintegrated into the fire, leaving nothing left.
Yaya dusted her hands off and looked up at the sky. "You want me to keep watch over her? That's fine. Watching her grow will be very entertaining. Mmm… don't worry, I won't interfere. I will let her grow on her own. Whether she dies or not is up to her own luck. Yes, I know. Alright! Alright! So bossy. I won't just eat candy. I will eat properly, geeze! I need to go!" After kicking the dirt in front of her, Yaya's body disappeared.
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Desolate race….
In a large hut, an old man was hung upside down naked. Lined up next to him were ten other members of the desolate race, all of which were male. "I must ask… How is it that the leader of an ancient race, like yourself, would actually scheme such a thing?"
Camlia was standing in the middle of the room looking at them, her face was full of disgust. "She was your granddaughter!"
Behind Camlia was the girl, all staring at the old man in disbelief. "Grandfather, did you really set this all up? Does Great Grandfather know!?"
"Humph! He would never allow me to bring in outsiders! I had no choice! Our race is dying! Sacrificing one of my own was the only way. Lanta was not supposed to die. It was just these idiots that went too far! If anything, she would have just been a breeding horse. For someone who was disobedient and never willing to listen, it was the perfect thing for her." The old man snorted. He did not seem at all embarrassed to be upside down naked.
"Whatever the case is, what you did was disgusting. On top of that, you even planned to wipe out the people of this continent and enslave all the women? I think your race should really die." Camlia did even look as she waved her hand, sending our beams of light that shot right through the men's heads. She then looked up at the ceiling and yelled out: "Old bastard, I know you are there."
A snort was heard as a figure suddenly appeared. "What can I do for you today, Queen of Hell Camlia?"
"Nothing much, just promise me you won't do anything stupid like start a war. You see, this world belongs to my sister. If anyone messes with it, they will die. I am sure you were watching what happened earlier, right?" Camlia asked. Her eyes stared at the old man coldly.
"Mmm… No worries. The people of the desolate race will not start a war. In fact, I plan to open our borders and let those living here leave if they wish. Our race has become too small and can no longer sustain its own population. Too many men and too few girls. With this, our people can go out and bring back new lovers, and new blood will rise for our desolate race even if it does get diluted a bit." The old man stated. He was tired, and because of the problem he never fixed, his son went and did something so horrific.
"I don't care what you do! Why are you explaining this bullshit to me? Just remember my words. And oh yeah, these three girls will be coming with me to serve my sister. From what I have heard, my sister already fluffed their tails so they can only be with her in the future. This way, no more princesses will be used for any disgusting schemes." Camlia did not even let the man say a word before she waved her hand and opened a portal under the three princesses to hell, dropping them right in before jumping into it herself.
The old man watched Camlia leave and let out a sigh. "This is for the best. Someone come. And send a message to the dwarven king. Everything is settled, and that I will personally come to discuss a trade agreement with him."
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Hell…
Kana was sound asleep, still her chest slowly rising and sinking. Aoi sat next to her, unsure of what to say or think. She looked at Naru, who seemed to be in a deep sleep with a complex emotion. Creige was sitting next to the bed holding Kana's hand. She had been in a sleep state for two days now. Naru as well. "Aoi, are you angry?" Creige suddenly asked.
Aoi looked at Creige. She was a bit confused about how to answer this question. She understood why Kana did what she did, but at that time, she really thought Naru was gone forever. "I…. I am not sure… At first I wanted to scream and yell but knowing why she did it I can understand. I know I might have done the same thing if I was her. But just like how Kana treasures you, I treasure Naru the same. Emotions like love hurt..."