League of Legends in Multiverse

And there were no indulgences in this age.

Then—let it begin beneath your feet. Let me burn you with sacred flames.

Let the fires of hell burn your body to ash!"

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee—!!!"

Burning, burning—the smell of scorching flesh remained a vivid memory for Jeanne (Alter). Whenever she recalled the memory of the stake, whenever she looked back on it, her cheeks twisted into a smile.

Because, you see, these flames had given her reborn self its form.

To Jeanne (Alter), this was a grave, but also a cradle.

She did not hesitate to bestow this "blessing" upon everyone...

"...It burned so completely that not even ashes remained. Sorry, Gilles, we wasted time on something so pointless."

"What are you saying? These are all meaningful punishments. They are proof that the Lord cherishes them. What should be done with the other clergy who are still alive?"

"Well, interrogating them one by one would be troublesome. Let them eat them," Jeanne (Alter) said coldly. "Rejoice, my lowly Servants. The surviving clergy are yours!"

"As the Master, I, Jeanne d'Arc, forgive all of this.

Devour their souls. Tear their flesh into pieces.

Drink their blood as the hot spring of life, for we have manifested in this world as 'demons.' I have only one command: sweep away the mistake called 'France.'

Ravage them as though harvesting crops. Begin with dearly missed Orleans.

Return this land where spring spreads to barren soil.

Make no distinction between men and women, young and old, or believers and heretics.

Grant everyone the one death that is truly equal.

This is the only command that I, as your Master,

give to all of you.

That is why I granted every one of you the traits of Berserkers. Whether Saints or heroes,

dance with souls—hearts—filled with madness."

*Mad Enhancement