44 - Chapter 41: 41[Miracle]
As she raped me, my consciousness was already splitting and turning to dust,
but the Radiant Darkness within my mind protected my shattering consciousness.
It connected and rejoined the fragments of my consciousness, forcibly holding together the parts that had split from the shock.
But even then, the shattering fragments eventually broke into smaller pieces.
It wasn't just my mind that was breaking down.
My body, subjected to her,
had its sensory circuits burned out by pleasure,
and even my brain, unable to process it, became overloaded.
But the endless Holy Power restored it, bringing back sensations as if for the first time.
My brain instinctively tried to block the sensations, unable to accept them,
but even that failed against Aria.
Ultimately, endlessly violated and raped by Aria,
not just my body and mind, but even my soul began to shatter.
But Aria healed even my soul, preventing any form of release,
fixing me in place and indulging her desires to her heart's content.
However, even when such wounds on my soul were healed, small scars remained.
Wounds on the soul were created, healed, and left as scars.
Deep, deep scars in my heart.
Hah... hah...
My mind, body, and even soul, endlessly breaking,
everything began to collapse.
Countless times, I was restored and healed,
but amidst the relentless, repeated shock,
I eventually turned to dust and vanished.
......
In a world of pure white,
pure white pillars stretched high into the sky, beyond sight.
What...?
I was being fucking chased by Aria.
I definitely ran to the Chapel, didn't I?
I opened the Chapel door and went in,
and this white space appeared?
It wasn't just 'white'.
It was a space that felt endlessly pure and clean.
The world was entirely filled with Holy Power,
and it felt like I was being healed just by breathing.
And the pure white pillars, emitting dense Holy Power,
felt as if they were guiding me forward.
I walked, following the pure white pillars instinctively.
Following the path of the pillars, I came to a large space surrounded by them.
In the center of the large space, there was a small desk and two chairs.
And on one of the chairs sat a woman in a pure white dress.
From afar, she had long, radiant golden hair and looked at me with golden eyes.
Her appearance was
infinitely supreme, sacred, and benevolent enough to embrace everything.
A single glance was enough for me to understand instinctively.
Yes, anyone living on this land could understand.
The creator of this land and the mother of all life.
The Goddess.
I instinctively knelt and expressed my reverence for the Goddess.
"Rise."
A voice that sent shivers through my entire body.
Following her words, I raised my head and froze, finding myself already standing right in front of the desk.
What in the world?
My mind reeled for a moment,
but with the Goddess before me, what couldn't she do?
"Did the Goddess save me from Aria?"
I had definitely been chased by Aria and came to the Chapel,
and then
entered this space.
But the words that came from the Goddess's lips were, shockingly, an apology.
"I'm sorry."
The regret in her apology was so deep, so earnest, it sent shivers through me.
Why? Why is the Goddess apologizing?
She saved me from Aria; nothing happened to me thanks to her.
But again, her apologetic voice spoke.
"I am truly sorry."
Just hearing that voice made my heart heavy with guilt.
Before I knew it, tears began to fall from the Goddess's eyes.
Why on earth would the Goddess apologize, and for what reason?
Foolish, ignorant,
and unenlightened as I was,
I couldn't possibly know.
"Goddess, I do not know why you would offer an apology to a mere human such as myself."
"...Yes, there's no time for this."
No time? What's happening right now?
"I'm sorry... but please listen.
The Hero was already raped by Aria and..."
She bit her lip hard.
Her teeth tore her lip, and red blood flowed.
"You already died."
"What...?"
The Goddess's words were unbelievable,
a story I found hard to accept.
I died?
"The Hero's soul was on the verge of annihilation, beyond recovery."
"So I decided to rewind time."
I already died and time was rewound?
"However, even when time is rewound, the Hero, Saintess, and Demon King—beings who transcend the laws of this world—retain their memories from the previous timeline."
If that were true, it was certainly strange.
I had no such memories.
"But I clearly..."
"The moment I return the Hero's memories, everything will begin to collapse again."
"I'm currently holding them,"
"but this is only a temporary measure."
"Then what should I do?"
"I will return your memories, but I will process them a little before giving them to you."
The Goddess rose from her seat and approached.
Then she took a small box from her bosom and handed it to me.
As I naturally took it,
the box opened,
and memories poured out.
My image began to appear within the memories,
shown as if from a third-person perspective.
The first memory I saw was of myself running away to the Chapel.
Escaping from Aria, I eventually found myself beneath the sacred statue of the Goddess,
bathed in a descending cascade of brilliant, multicolored light.
She began to covet me.
She began to violate me.
From my lips,
to my lower regions,
and finally, to her pussy devouring my cock.
I watched all these moments.
No matter how much I suffered,
no matter how much I struggled and thrashed,
forcibly,
crushing me,
even if I bled from my nose and shed tears,
even if I pleaded and begged,
even if I fainted,
even if I collapsed,
she did not stop.
Instead, she became even more aggressive,
beginning to covet and devour me.
That sight
was utterly horrifying.
I was so afraid.
If I were to accept those emotions from that time,
could I still exist as myself?
I don't know.
However, one thing was certain:
this was all the Goddess's doing.
A consideration that foresaw everything and offered it to me.
Her thoughtfulness filled me with endless warmth.
"Goddess, thank you so much."
Suddenly, the Goddess lost her balance and grabbed the desk.
"More importantly, it's about time, ugh."
"Are you alright?"
I quickly tried to support the Goddess by her shoulder.
"Ah, I'm fine, ugh..."
Drip, drip, splash.
Transparent liquid fell to the floor.
"Huh...?"
I certainly didn't mean to look, but I saw it.
From the pure white leg visible between the Goddess's clothes,
transparent liquid flowed down, spilling onto the floor.
"G-Goddess...?"
"This is, ugh..."
The Goddess's legs gave out, and she collapsed towards me.
Her large breasts came to rest on my shoulder.
"Haaah, haaah."
The Goddess's ragged breathing struck my ears.
"It's alright, this is the Demon God's... ugh."
Drip, drip, splash, splash.
Again, transparent liquid poured onto the floor.
"Haaah, haaah, Hero, could you grant me one favor?"
"Of course. If it is a command from the Goddess, I will complete it, even at the cost of my life."
This body is already alive thanks to your grace, Goddess.
If I, even in this state, can be of help, I will dedicate my entire being to achieve anything.
"Hoo, the World Tree... please go to the World Tree and bring back the Essence of the World Tree."
She continued, her voice faintly trembling, each word carrying a fervent heat.
"I will open a portal for you, just a little... ugh."
Drip, drip, splash, splash.
A blue portal appeared before my eyes.
"If you enter here, you will come out in the Chapel."
At that moment, another golden-black portal was created.
"Oh no, not already!"
From a portal of Golden Darkness, a color that made me wonder if it could even exist in this world,
Aria surprisingly stepped out.
"Sister, it's been a while."
Surprisingly, Aria was calling the Goddess 'sister'.
Had she truly gone mad?
Even in my memories, she hadn't seemed normal,
but how could she address the Goddess she served in such a way?
"Aria, what are you doing!"
"Oh, the Hero is here too?"
She grinned at me, then stuck out her bright red tongue and licked her red lips widely.
Her strangely alluring appearance was terrifyingly horrifying.
Like a herbivore frozen before a carnivore,
I couldn't move.
The Goddess, who was beside me, hastily pushed me into the portal.
"I will keep Aria occupied, so please bring back the Essence of the World Tree as quickly as possible."
With those words, I tumbled into the portal.
"Fufu, our sister seems quite desperate, doesn't she?"
A soft click.
"Demon God Arcana, how could you—"
"Why, sister isn't the only one who can create a Saintess, is she? This body is also my vessel."
"So that's why you fucked the Hero like that?"
"Didn't sister save him to consume him anyway?"
"It's obvious, isn't it? You possessed the Saintess and tried to fuck the Hero, didn't you?"
"That's..."
"I'm happy that our sister has finally opened her eyes to this side,"
The Demon God moved behind the Goddess.
"It's really strange. I wonder if you've fallen in love?"
"To save one Hero, you even took on such a Stigma."
"That's because you... uht."
The Demon God's hand moved past the Goddess's side to her lower abdomen.
There, engraved by the Demon God herself,
was the price of the deal to rewind time.
As the Demon God stroked the Stigma once,
"Ugh."
A wet gush.
The Goddess, unable to endure it, writhed on the floor, which was already soaked with transparent liquid.
A wet slap.
"Haaah, haaah, heu-heu-heu."
She lay sprawled on the floor, struggling to catch her breath.
"Haaah, it's been a really long time since our sister was like this, hasn't it?"
The Demon God trembled with joy above her.
"Then, shall we enjoy ourselves until the Hero brings back the Essence of the World Tree?"