When Bernadette heard Sno's answer, she instinctively assumed it was another cruel joke. But then, her reason told her Sno was not joking.
"Mother Goddess of the Earth? Original Moon? Or Mother Tree of Desire?" Three names instantly surfaced in Bernadette's mind, and she unhesitatingly settled on the moon.
After all, the information Sno had told her before seemed to point toward that crimson moon.
"Go in. The outside of this mausoleum is filled with twisted 'New Life.' If we stay any longer, even an Angel could be contaminated."
Sno's power spread from Bernadette's body, wrapping up that wisp of the Pregnancy Curse and sealing it inside a coin engraved with a simple drawing of a baby.
Bernadette herself completely transformed into a torrent of blue information streaked with faint shadows, passing through the heavy stone door.
The interior of the Black Emperor's mausoleum was utterly empty. Other than the pitch-black walls and the raised platform in the center, there was nothing.
Atop the platform sat a chair seemingly made for a giant. It looked to be forged from iron, its surface carved with intricate and twisted strange patterns, while its back extended upward into the shape of a crown.
At that moment, there was no figure seated in the massive, heavy chair, as though it were waiting for its emperor to return.
Seeing this, Bernadette immediately wanted to step forward, but before she could put that thought into action, she realized her body had already lost the ability to move.
Pairs of illusory angelic wings spread from behind her. Yet as they unfolded, feather after feather drifted down, sprouting furry, malformed limbs.
As though they had gained brand-new life, they let out crisp "hehehe" laughter that made one intensely uncomfortable.
Then Bernadette felt her body beginning to disobey her