The darkness was especially deep that day. Was it because no stars could be seen?
The sight of every person in the streets looking up at the heavens was both majestic and bizarre. Countless emotions rippled across the faces of the crowd, so engrossed that not even their breathing could be heard.
Most of those emotions were not pleasant.
Anxiety, terror, and despair.
The reason was clear. An image displayed upon a certain Barrier colored their entire field of vision.
“Why do they refuse to take responsibility for anything?”
The voice asking that question was seductive.
Even in so grave a situation, it brushed across and stirred the hearts of the masses. And what of its speaker? She was a being whom even the title incarnation of beauty failed to describe.
Humanity’s first traitor, Delphirem.
The incarnation of evil was always enchanting, so much so that no one dared look away.
“Look at the sky.”
A black finger pointed toward the focus of the image.
The man standing before the woman was in a miserable state. He had vomited several mouthfuls of blood and was using his sword as a…