Piles of corpses, blazing flames, ubiquitous wails, and...... The wanton abuse of the abuser from all directions made Aina distracted for a long time.

Here it is......

The girl was silent.

What can't be wrong is the painful experience that she doesn't want to recall, but that changes her life.

If this night had not come, she might still be a pampered and ignorant rich lady, and she could live happily with her father and mother, but there is no if, the dead are only recalled, everything in the past is irretrievable, and all people ...... All dead.

Died that night.

Died in that fire.

Died under the butcher's knife of the mercenary.

She was the only one who survived, and she was extremely lucky to survive......

As a vengeful spirit.

Of course, this is an illusion, from the goal of their trip, the demon king who is said to have destroyed the city beneath her feet, the greedy demon king.

But...... What is it going to do?

Hoping to shake her heart? Hoping to influence her will?

Don't, play, laugh!

The more you touch the scene, the more angry you are, and the more angry you are, the calmer you are.

After a brief look around, Aina took a step—and then, suddenly, bowed her head.

This is......

What catches your eye is a pair of small, slender, fair-skinned little feet, and beautiful red dancing shoes on them.

Even me...... Has it also been backtracked?

The girl touched her back, and sure enough, she was not carrying the Order's standard sword behind her, and the clothes on her body were not the uniform of the graduates when she burst into the temple, but a delicate and beautiful pleated skirt.

"It's a problem. ”

The shattered lenses on the floor reflected the delicate countenance that was already somewhat unfamiliar, and she finally determined this.

Then, leaning over, pick up the long sword from the corpse from the ground.

No, she didn't pick it up - the mere tugging of the hilt of the sword exhausted the untrained rich lady, and holding it not only did not serve her self-defense, but rather slowed her down, thus sacrificing Serra...... Neither valuable nor meaningful.

Wait a minute?

Serra's Sacrifice –

The subconscious feedback made Aina clench her fists, and her situation in the illusion was clear - if she guessed correctly, the danger should come from the mercenaries, from the beasts driven by money, from the bloodthirsty fanatics.

They won't let her go.

And now...... With the skills of an untrained rich lady, even if she has a sense of battle, she can't compete with even a strong mercenary.

So, you can only escape.

The young girl picked up a sharp piece of glass from the ground and hid it in her sleeve, then ...... Started running.

There is nowhere to run.

I knew this result clearly, but this was not a reason to give up.

It is true that the conditions of her family are indeed good, and the small manor where she lives covers an area is not small, but the environment is not complicated, and the little arms and legs can't run, as long as the mercenaries wake up from the killing feast and pull the net for investigation, sooner or later they will be able to find out that she has slipped through the net.

Then...... How did she get out?

Aina searched in her mind and was surprised to find—

She doesn't remember.

That's impossible!

This is her first reaction after confirming this fact, as the end of happiness, the turning point of life, she will never forget everything that happened on this day.

No, it's not just that she's forgotten!

Aina's eyes widened: this is a fantasy, a reappearance of the past...... Now that this is the case, who is she, at what point in time is "Aina", and why did she come here?

I don't know, I don't remember.

- Forgotten.

She squinted, but she didn't have time to think deeply, and even the situation of "forgetting things that shouldn't be forgotten" disappeared from her mind.

Here now is just a small, helpless girl who has lost everything.

Come on!

Dominated by fear and not yet growing, little Aina panicked and threw away the glass hidden in her sleeve, and then cried and hid in her room like a frightened squirrel.

Pink, quiet, childish pink room.

Reflexively lock the door.

Then she picked up the birthday present that her father had bought for her from the bed, picked up the white hugging bear with a warm smile on his face, and hid under the bed.

With a gaze full of fear and trepidation, he stared at the locked door.

Father...... Mom...... Sierra ......

Crystal tears flowed uncontrollably, and the girl sobbed quietly.

What the hell is going on?

The nine-year-old girl couldn't understand the tragedy that was happening in front of her, she didn't know it...... I don't know why what should have been a warm and harmonious dinner was stained with ominous blood, I don't know why a group of vicious men rushed into her family's mansion, I don't know why those murderous demons hacked her father to death without saying a word, and I don't know why they threw her to the ground despite her mother's cries.

Runfast –

It was also unclear why Serra would desperately hug the assailant who was coming at her and shout at her.

She...... I was scared.

Subconsciously, she did as Serra, the maid who had been serving her since she could remember, and her legs unconsciously moved and she ran.

But where do you go?

I don't know.

So, in the chaos of her brain, she went back to her room and hid everything.

Hide yourself like an ostrich, and look forward to everything finally passing, just one night, just wake up, Mom and Dad and Serra will finally appear in front of her, pat her back, ** her long hair, and then smile and comfort her: it was just a nightmare, everything is over, Dad, Mom and Sierra are here, all here, everyone is alive and well......

"It's not a dream. ”

However, a voice, a low, creepy voice, shattered her illusions.

Not a dream...... Not a dream...... Not a dream......

She muttered to herself, then looked up, her eyes meeting the dark eyes in the darkness.

"Ahh

With an exclamation, Aina covered her mouth, and the doll in her hand fell to the ground.

Along with it, it also had an eerie smile on its face.

"How long are you going to fool yourself," it said, the hugging bear doll grinning, its mouth sewn open with needlework and thread in the deepest form of malice, "they ...... Your father, your mother, and your childhood playmate Serra—they're all dead. ”

Already dead...... Already dead...... Already dead......

It was as if a voice was repeating itself in her head, and the girl's eyes gradually lost their brightness.

"And now there's a chance," the demon lodged in the doll sneered silently, "a chance to resurrect your father, your mother, and Serra." ”

"Opportunity?"

"That's right," it bewitched, "with one wish, you can rewrite the tragedies of the past, with one wish, you can resurrect your loved ones, with one wish, you can keep the whiteness and beauty you are now—is there anything more cost-effective than this?"

“......”

It wasn't a difficult decision to make, and even Aina didn't know why she was hesitating.

But instinctively, she didn't want to say too much to the monster that had been her hugging bear.

However, the stalemate did not last long before the door made of solid wood was slammed open, and a tall, burly, bloodied mercenary strode into the room.

"Where? My little sweetheart ......"

He spoke horrific words, his murderous and tyrannical gaze scanning back and forth in the room lit by the lamp and candle of the bed: "I know you're here, don't try to escape......"

The door was locked behind and it was clear that someone was inside.

And this little girl-style room obviously only belongs to the little princess.

So—

He's got the lion's head!

"Where are you hiding?" he suddenly opened the large closet where he could hide people, and the fierce bald head was buried in the pile of girls' clothes, and after rummaging through it, his eyes wandered around the room again, "Let me think about where you will hide...... My little cutie ......"

Under the bed, Aina couldn't help but hold her breath as she looked at the big feet on the ground that were getting closer and closer.

Don't look at it...... Don't look at it......

She prayed to the gods in heaven.

And then—

As if in response to her prayers, the stinking feet stopped not far away.

"You're here, aren't you? ”

As she said this, a big hideous face suddenly appeared in front of her.

"-hah!"

The girl's hair was grabbed, and a force dragged her out from under the bed.

"Got you, you little mounted (crab) paper. ”

The big man, the big man with a hideous face ignored her crying, pulled her hair and hung her up, and the pair of muddy, bloodthirsty and copper-bell-like eyes full of desire (crab) stared at her: "What a who is born to seduce people, don't say Young Master Welch, even I want to have a shot." ”

Aina didn't speak, just stared at him.

"This look must be very energetic. The tall mercenary licked his lips, but the eldest lady of the big merchant's family, a woman of this specification, he might not have a chance to get his hands on it again, if it weren't for the fact that this little guy was the woman named by the Descendants of Glory, he might ...... No, you can't bear it!

But even so, it shouldn't matter if you play the side.

- Watching her cry and swallow.

- Look at her blank and shattered eyes.

- Look at the way she smells of him on her face and hair.

Just thinking about it makes you excited!

The man who turned into a beast pressed the girl on the bed roughly, his breathing became heavy unconsciously, he tore the delicate dress brutally, his big rough hands roamed the delicate body wantonly, his face full of scumbags gnawed on the small, unrevealed breasts, pain and some fear for some unknown reason made Aina writhe her body, trying to get away from the monster lying on her.

Finally...... Why is this so?

Crying out in despair, Aina prayed to the gods in despair.

Then, the demon answered her.

The demon that resides in the doll's body, it manipulates the body of the puppet holding the bear, floats in front of her, and looks at her with a cold gaze.

"Now, tell me your options. ”

Faintly, she seemed to hear its silent sneer.

My Choice......

My choice?

The girl's eyes lit up suddenly, and she looked at the candlestick that was beside her.

That's it......

Kill him.

The calmness of a child dominates her, she is like a seasoned warrior who has been trained for a long time, without any hesitation, while the man is immersed in desire (crab) hope, she waves the burning candlestick in her hand!

Kerosene spilled and the flame ignited.

The sudden pain caused the man to ache suddenly, and then a raging flame burst into flames.

"Ahhh

Seeing this opportunity, Aina wanted to slip away quietly, but after all, she was still a step too slow and was seized by a man who could no longer see her true face.

"Ah...... What the hell have you done with this mounted (crab) paper!"

He grabbed her by the hair—and let out a hysterical wail—as he pulled her closer: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to drag you to hell, you a hundred times a day, and you'll go to hell with me!"

The flames, the flames that did not distinguish between the enemy and me, also clinged to her.

"Make a wish. ”

The demon doll grinned: "Give me your soul!"

The girl, whose body was burned by the flames, gritted her teeth and did not reply, but with her own strength she broke off almost half of her hair, which had been caught by the man, and rolled off the bed that had become a place where the flames burned, and struggled to get up from the ground, and then fell down, and then got up again, and fell again.

Can't fall here.

Thinking like this, her consciousness gradually became dull, and the world became darker and darker.

"No, you can't do that. The scene in front of him seemed to give the demagogic demon a sense of urgency, and it flew to the half-destroyed girl in a panic, "Don't you want to rewrite all this, rewrite this tragedy that destroyed your life, rewrite the ending of your parents' death, and don't have to bear that ugly scar?"

"This is your last chance!"

"Please—"

"Even if it's for your own sake, make a wish to me!"

"There's no need for that," the half-crippled girl paused, standing by the windowsill, looking at the familiar and strange night scene of her hometown, and then turned back to look at the doll demon who had finally lost its dominance, "It's a growing scar, a testament to my coming out of the past - that's another story, of course." ”

She smiled.

The complexion gradually darkens, the muscles gradually bulge, and the skeleton jumps up.

In this moment, she grew up.

From a girl who doesn't know the world, she has become a brave and fearless warrior.

"Why?"

The Demon, more precisely, the avatar of the Greedy Demon King, asked.

"There is no why. ”

The dark-skinned, muscular sword-wielding man said, his eyes calm as the quiet river under the moonlight: "My destiny ...... It's up to me. ”

As the words fell, the world finally fell into eternal darkness.