A vast universe filled with rotten creations, where countless rotten lifeforms leaped and sang.
The extraordinarily shrill, unpleasant song that seemed capable of melting the listener's soul gradually stirred this universe, which had fallen into a state of "inertia" along with Father God.
Rotten Heads connected like stars filled the void—human heads, Foreign Races, all kinds of beasts, extraordinary lifeforms, and deities.
They opened their rotten, foul-smelling mouths, revealing blackened yellow teeth and pitch-black throats as they belted out the same lyrics:
"Hela, Hela, you are the maiden born of death, the Mysterious Girl Under the Black Veil... We offer you to the great Father God. You shall ascend... Hela, Hela, Rotten Bride, Father God's bride..."
The lyrics were simple and crude.
They sent the rotten lifeforms into a frenzy and filled the Death Maiden bound to the bed with surging rage.
If she could speak, she would have been cursing these rotten, foul-smelling, despicable lifeforms.
But she could not. Everything about her was restrained, including her soul.
She possessed the Divine Position of an Ordinary Deity. Among the myriad spirits, she was considered powerful, and with the deterrent force of the Death God Faction behind her, she had almost never suffered any misfortune.
Until recently, when she encountered the rotten gods.
There were not many pantheons in Boundless Mystery that feared neither the Death God Faction nor its power. The Rotten Pantheon happened to be one of them.
To free their ruler from inertia, these absurd and fearless rotten deities would do anything.
Kidnapping the Death Maiden had been effortless.
Had they never considered what consequences would come from kidnapping a death god and offering her to the Rotten Father God as his new bride?
The Rotten Giant Bed wriggled toward the depths of the Rotten Universe. Before it