Lievice said leisurely, "We were humiliated, demonized, and sealed in the depths of the Abyss for a million years."
"I have no intention of defending or excusing our history, because we never did anything wrong."
"You are the ones at fault. All the countless beings of the entire Star Abyss have aided the rule of the Source Abyss God Race. Every one of you is a servant and lackey of the Source Abyss."
"Your Deified Persons have continuously challenged the Abyss, slaughtered my brothers and sisters, trampled our porcelain skin and jade bones, plundered our divine ranks and crowns, and even abducted our thrones."
"We are not sinners. We are innocent victims of slander. Unfair treatment falls equally upon everyone accused of being an 'evil god.' Today, it is me, Lievice. Tomorrow, it will be great and upright talents like Oushen. Star Abyss refuses to change its attitude, because that would mean weakness and surrender!"
Lievice raised a hand and pressed down the rose growing from her eye socket. Her roar was not loud, yet it shook the heart. It was filled with a million years of hatred and grievance, something that could never be acted out.
It was a grief powerful enough to transcend racial and cultural barriers, touch the heart directly, bring tears to those who heard it, and sorrow to those who saw it.
"Through the days when countless suns withered and went out, we suffered endless humiliation and abuse, while the Source Abyss God Race still sat high above us!"
"Traitors, traitors, traitors! You naturally branded us traitors, believing that we had betrayed Star Abyss, colluded with Society, and sold out Star Abyss's interests."
"We never intended to betray anyone. We merely wanted to use our own methods to change this rotten, backward universe, impoverished and