"You know, my Goddess, no one in this world has ever been able to control everything. Your self-righteous plan was utterly meaningless, because after losing your power, you never had even a single helper. In the end, you are nothing more than a helpless little girl now."
Sitting in the empty hall, with one half-eaten fruit pie and another untouched fruit pie laid out on the luxurious dining table before him, the smiling Pious One stared unblinkingly at a crystalline orb in his hand.
It was a divine crystal orb, and the image within it seemed to reveal a world shrouded in thick mist. Without question, it was the Goddess of Life's present, desolate and ruined divine kingdom, and all that remained at the Goddess of Life's side. At the very center of the orb, the only clear image was that of a little girl in green, limp and powerless like a mortal.
That was Saichiona, the current Goddess of Life. Having lost too much faith, she was now asleep within her last remaining sanctuary—the "Cradle." No matter how wantonly the Pious One acted at this moment, she could not possibly make any decisions or take any measures.
Yes, she was no longer the Goddess of Life who had once dominated the world. Saichiona was now merely an imprisoned little girl. The hunger of her Soul Level had destroyed her will, while the power of her divine office grew day by day. She had utterly lost all hope.
"Beautiful Saichiona, when you chose to trust me, did you ever imagine today's outcome? When you planned to use 'Soul Reconstruction' to escape the corrosion of your divine office, did you foresee such an end? Perhaps you did. Otherwise, you would not have built this incomparably sturdy 'Cradle' to help yourself sleep...