She swallowed the words whole. As her gaze diverted away from the primordial god; a man who was well aware of any disparity in their respective powers, who appeared content with what he himself had uttered.

Not like before but what the primordial god had done and would do to the little girl implies more to him than just siding with her… Even in his opinion, the words he used were something quite gentle that he still wanted to add to with other words that were even more calming remarks.

“So… All I wanted to say to you, my lady…”

For a moment he hesitated to tell.

But then he felt that it was a must to remind her again.

“You are not meant to save anyone.”

“That’s why you need to give up… You need to understand all of it, so that you know at the very least, this failure of yours is nothing but only for your own sake.” The primordial god spoke in such a sad tone.

Took another brief moment to breathe then he continued, “Just because you’re doing something good, doesn’t mean that-”

“I don't really get your point, but… I've been living the way I've always wanted to.”

A quick remark from the girl that nearly sounded like a lie… But able to silence the beast to the point of sobbing within.

“So far I think being with them is a joy… And I’m fine with it. As long as I’m with that boy, I feel like my days are at their best. That’s why…”

Something was gleaming someplace about the girl's waist. It turned out she wasn't just spouting nonsense, as the dagger she was clutching seemed to have comprehended the instructions to take an act against the current circumstances.

Where it would indeed take some time; but assessing the primordial god's expression, it didn't seem like it would be a problem.

He remained shocked by what he had just heard from the girl… And what he had yet to hear as the girl stated, "If you think that the thousand years I spent with him were suffering… If you think that the time I spent was something I didn't deserve…"

“Then I’ll take a hundred times more of it…”

[“Just to be with them…”]

[“To be with him!”]

The voice slowly sounded calmer and quieter, and she pretty much used up all of her chances only to let the primordial god understand a bit of her side. But it was just right in time after she vented her emotions, that she disappeared with a flash of white and blue light.

Leaving the primordial god alone… Wondering about his own misgivings, where his face seemed to say, "I should have guessed so." Yet he opted not to complain and fell deep in silence instead.

Long enough until the wind carried the rest of the sound away from the desolate field; the man then touched his chest as though he was in pain.

“Didn't expect her to say such stupid thing with such honesty,” He confessed.

“Yet why does it hurt, I wonder…”

“I only tried to make the girl understand that she was actually just being used by everyone, that the world itself was trying to erase her. I just don’t want her to die with regrets about how she couldn’t save those vile people and that’s just all.”

[“But why is that the longer I go on with that purpose, the more I want her to prove me wrong?”]

[“As if she was trying to make this self believe that she could change those rulers to be a better person.”]

[“That she can set the world right… Even if she is on the wrong side of the coin.”]

[“Am I… Actually… Wrong?”]

“......”

“No.”

He answered his own question, right after finally coming to a conclusion from all of his solo debates… Staring ahead, towards his outstretched hand when he drew a breath.

Where his fingers spread like he was reaching for something invisible in front; through a crack in reality, with pitch black in the gaps… But calmly he continued his final decision.

As he said, “This isn’t wrong...”

“I should be the one who understands it better than any being… That doing something impossible only because it feels right, is nothing but mere poison.”

Right when he was talking to himself, an anomaly beyond human senses began to strain his fingers. Perhaps that ‘something’ within the dark fracture in front of his hand was the same thing that was causing the distortion all around the primordial god, or just the other way around instead… Still, what drew the most notice was how they seemed to be pulling each other.

As if he were in a tug-of-war with whatever it was on the other side of the crack; but not too long passed, his hand seemed to jolt and then stiffen. Leaving no doubt that he had managed to completely grasp the whole being.

And then she appeared…

~~~~~

A little girl resurfaced from the midst of an empty dark space once the primordial god pulled his grip quite hard, eliminating distortions and illusions of the fissures in reality throughout the process. Where then she was thrown roughly, and rolled several times after hitting the ground with her scream of sorrow standing out in the silent setting.

Then her gaze wandered to the grass and dirt she shouldn't have seen at the location where she had previously teleported; appearing perplexed until a shadow approached, drawing her attention to look up ahead… Only to get a kick right in the face, gasping while still trying to understand what just happened.

~~~~~

“All of it…”

“The joy you feel… Is a mistake!”

The sound was so familiar to the little girl; that she even had to draw the magical sword again from her back, aiming it at the source of the echoes as it said, “You are supposed to be the downside of their coin! The one to be feared…”

There’s a sight of a blue magical sword being meaninglessly drawn by its owner, for its blade was trembling chaotically…

“But look at you!”

Sparks erupted; two armaments collided violently, one of which ended up flying away from the user’s tiny hand… Laying on the ground and then slowly disintegrating into fading white luminous fragments. With a nosebleed while her breathing sounds puffed; an expression of terror was clearly visible on her face, yet the monster still hadn't finished shouting.

“You look pathetic…! Weak…! Coward…!”

The girl frantically reached for another thing about her waist…

While panting and perspiration trickling down her palms as her black dagger suddenly emitted a blue light with a cloud of chilly vapor surrounding it, then she shouted with fear that could no longer be any greater.

“Stay away!!!”

An icicle suddenly appeared out of thin air with a pointy end aimed at the primordial god.

Yet when she raised the tip of the dagger, the primordial god's palm rose as well; which caused the floating icicle to vibrate since two commands from two different entities collided in the process of forming it.

And as predicted, the huge disparity in their authority forced the icicle's form to crack and shattered and then formed again with its sharp tip slowly forming towards the little girl instead.

That not even a second after, he then commanded the chunk of ice to blast forth at rapid speed without any hesitation…

~~~~~

The cold wind that froze the atmosphere, as the dusk faded away. Accompanied by the rustling of grass on every slope… Where some of them were covered with the dead bodies of silver-armored soldiers, others were only covered in blood but without flesh.

There, in the midst of it all, in the most deserted area, the girl's ears seemed to be dripping with blood as several strands of her hair on the side appeared to have been cut slightly.

Her jaw was firmly closed, visibly traumatized.

Eyes remained wide open until they filled with tears a few seconds later, at which point she dropped her face to try to hide her emotions.

But the icicle didn't miss at all…

Only the primordial god himself did not intend to kill the girl in such a way.

That he only wanted to feel relieved when he inevitably had to kill the girl, no matter how unreasonable the methods he would use to achieve the said goal.

Or if it were to be probed, then one would immediately understand that he was trying to achieve it through words and only words.

Being the reason for the primordial god said to the little girl, “It is your fault, for how they believe that daring to defy God bears no consequences… Not even a bit.”

“Because you cannot instill dread of suffering within them.” He added.

Yet the weak one was seen again with a trembling hand; slowly bringing up the dagger back, intending to take on him. Forcing the primordial god reluctantly had to use his sword to smack the dagger out of the girl's grasp, only to be able to clutch her neck without opposition…

The girl was lifted high then.

“Just give up…”

She was clearly battling with her breath just to have someone encourage her to accept defeat… Until she became even more terrified as so many illusions obscured her vision.

Whether all was created by the primordial god, or indeed it was just her own fear that was devouring her own mind… Yet blood splashing from those who had died, echoes of the screams of pain from those who had no sound, made her feel like she had to do something…

[“Let me go…”]

“Then say you’re giving up!”

Still, the girl shook her head…

“Why…? Why can’t you give up on them!? Why can’t you admit… That those bastards are deserving of death!?” The primordial god wondered while stretching his arms higher with every syllable he shouted.

[“I… Will… Not…!”]

“Then just tell me…!”

He appeared to have run out of patience as his tone became increasingly stern; until finally came his final threat to the girl…

“Tell me… How to crush your hopes!”

~~~~~

The primordial god was aware that the girl writhing in his hands would be unable to answer his rhetorical inquiry as he then remained motionless, glancing only at her pained gaze.

Probably because that was not the first time the primordial god had seen such an occurrence, much to his amazement.

As he seemed to recall something about the girl's face; her swollen eyes that were concealing the tightness that took him to a different place; a whole different vision… A girl with her white hair stood staring out the open window into emptiness, blinding white with nothing outside; but there was still wind flowing from who knows where.

Closest possibility, an illusion from another reality…

~~~~~

And if someone were to assert, would they explain that the place was formerly referred to as a dimension beyond the main current, a small universe where the primordial god once awakened for the only and for the very first time… As it was a small chamber that only exists outside the concept of time and space itself; or more precisely, a place where time and space are like nothing more than just some origami paper on top of a wooden table.

Where the primordial god imagined the white-haired girl looking back slightly towards him, recognizing the man was daydreaming and then smiling warmly at him… As all the joy passed by just for the second the man blinked his eyes, everything in his own vision was filled with red.

The girl and her white hair was also seen now with eyes weeping blood. Until the primordial god's hands caressed the frail body of her, she then forced a smile… Just when he realized something was about to end, her final words to him reverberated.

"Save them."

~~~~~

Back to the meadows consumed by the colors of twilight…

While the primordial god was still silent with his vacant gaze, the little girl began to breathe a little lighter as the grip of the man's hand was now getting weaker.

There both the girl and the crows flying high circled around them, holding back the feeling of curiosity in their chests… Of why would the primordial god prolong his struggle?

As killing the girl in an instant was not impossible, so why did the primordial god spend his last seconds in the twilight for nothing but to torment her?

However, the girl's thoughts snapped…

Realizing this was not a moment for comprehension, but rather an opportunity for her to sacrifice everything for an unknown outcome.

That's when she stopped her body's thrashing, fell silent trying not to make any suspicious movements as she embraced her own existence as a manifestation of suffering… Then she closed her eyes as if she was preparing for the pain.

~~~~~

At first, there was only a black dot on her left palm. Then it suddenly covered her whole hand, like a living ink spread and crawled all over her body, including her face, even almost touching her own eyes.

As if she had simply paid to obtain; or had received a burden commensurate with what she wanted to manifest, just as his title as ruler is not just a status of ownership, but also a right to exploit the power itself… And just at the same time while the beast was still in his grief, an explosion emerged from the girl's body.

A very small radius yet effective magical energy blast; it was a jet of black light that sucked in all the colors around… An anomaly in the form of an explosion with the sound like nothing but anguish screams of many, till they both were flung apart from each other by barely a short. Above all the grass and all living things that have now been reduced to dust and ashes they reside. Still the primordial god remained silent despite something that he felt around his whole flesh…

Indeed, he had returned from his absence of consciousness.

But he also returned to a body that was no longer the same.

A body that had been shattered into tiny black pieces floated intact to its original position. It was as if the few bits of his own body part that had vanished were no reason for whatever was left from him to continue acting as if nothing had occurred.

And sure enough, the only reason for such absurdity was none other than because he was the one true primordial god, the only being capable of feeling sorrow and misery to a degree, any humans are not designed to be capable of.

As the same goes for how strong his flesh actually is.

That even if there were any other beings who managed to survive the explosion in a probability almost close to zero, still no one would be able to bear even more than a few seconds with the suffering that followed… Considering the primordial god himself realized his mortal body was on the verge of its own death, all only because of the blast itself.

~~~~~

At the very least, regardless of the outcome, the girl did not spend even a bit of time extending her fate. As she forced herself to drag that small body full of curses closer to the front of the wooden temple… Reaching for the small box kept within.

Where she gently took out both, the two blue and orange shining vials that had been dangling about her waist from before. The little girl then poured one bottle at a time as if spilling even one drop of the liquid from the little box would result in her own death.

But unlike what she feared, the blue bottle was safely poured in eventually emptied to the bottom. And the yellow bottle was what was supposed to be the next to go, yet the girl's motions abruptly ceased.

Something made her shiver; as slowly behind her, a dim light appeared…

~~~~~