Chapter 235
There are many examples of Witch falling in love with ordinary people, and without exception, these people can only accompany them for a very short period of their lives.
After this brief period of joy, what followed was a long and heavy period of suffering.
The lingering pain is so intense and difficult to subside.
Gradually, the other Witch stopped paying much attention to the girl.
That girl, so delicate and fragile, like a caged bird, could not withstand the wind.
Perhaps it won't be until many years later that they suddenly remember this: that mortal girl had actually passed away long ago—maybe last year, maybe a few years ago, or perhaps decades ago?
Did she die of natural causes due to old age? Perhaps she wasn't so well-behaved and lovable before she passed away.
Or was it because the child was frail and sickly that she left the Witch's side at a young age?
The ideas of other compatriots are more or less ridiculous.
However, they only realized this when they discovered that the little pet they had picked up had never appeared again, never made a sound again, and never appeared in the Witch's room again.
Later, all they saw in the Witch's room was a portrait of that child and some mementos related to them.
To be honest, the Witch's reaction was beyond their expectations.
She was unusually calm.
Perhaps some people know when and why her pet stray cat died.
Even then, the Witch didn't seem particularly sad; she neither wept nor confided in anyone.
Just like when your pet passes away naturally, there's no need to announce it widely, nor is it appropriate to expect others to empathize with you.
For many years afterward, the Witch lived her life as usual. Although her face sometimes appeared gloomy and her eyes were sometimes clouded, these things would gradually fade away with the passage of time.
She certainly wouldn't change because of the death of an ordinary girl, after all, there are still many people in the world who love her.
I heard that she later built a tall tower herself.
Occasionally, she would stay in that place for a whole month or longer, just like before, silently gazing at the gray sky.
Witch always prefer to remain silent.
The Witch has many lovers, but she only has one true love: the Queen of R'lyeh, her childhood sweetheart with whom she grew up.
If they eventually get married, perhaps no one else will complain. Instead, they will sincerely wish them well and then start planning what will happen on their wedding day behind the backs of their respected Queen and Witch, and where it will happen.
However, at the end of every fairy tale, an evil wizard or dragon appears as an unlikable obstacle to the beautiful story.
R'lyeh is facing a disaster.
One day, the ancient demons who had been enemies of R'lyeh for thousands of years, those black Demon King, were resurrected from their long slumber, wanting to set R'lyeh ablaze in the flames of destruction.
For the Witch, the Demon King is not an invincible enemy.
The Queen of Witch, along with other Witch possessing great power, can seal the Demon King away once more.
However, this time, an unexpected event occurred.
There is more than one.
There are four entities in total: the origin of those Monsters, the leader of the Black Death Cult, and the immortal Demon King.
They are almost as old as R'lyeh, yet since the beginning of recorded history, only one of them has been revived from its dark slumber every few decades.
Therefore, when the Demon King awoke one after another in an unprecedented manner, and when the four Demon Kings at their peak descended upon R'lyeh, all the Witch were ready to face this desperate apocalypse.
Yes.
All the Demon King answered the call of the Black Death Cult, resurrected in the same era, and each descended in their full glory.
The Demon King, leading an army of Monster, extended their destructive claws towards the R'lyeh Kingdom.
The Witch believed they would win once again.
But the result will inevitably be heavy casualties.
That's how it should have been...
However, when the four resurrected Demon King prepared to face their nemesis, the detestable Witch, an unexpected entity appeared before them.
---Only one.
A Witch appeared before the four Demon Kings, alone, without attendants or assistance, arriving before these four most ancient calamities.
The Witch's fellow witches were unaware of what had happened back then.
However, when that Witch, single-handedly and without even needing a seal, single-handedly vanquished four Demon Kings and returned in triumph, some Witch cheered her new title—
"Overlord".
Chapter 40 The Imprisoned Demon King
They were called Demon King.
Throughout the long years, they fought against the Witch, engaging in countless battles, destructions, and catastrophes. As a result, they fell into a deep sleep countless times, experiencing endless despair and torment in the profound silence.
No one teaches them concepts like time and pain. Since birth, they have been repeating this meaningless cycle, and gradually they become numb.
Later, they gradually came to understand the meaning of their existence and followed the instincts they had at birth.
To unleash desires, to create despair.
In the endless battles, they gradually acquired a name from the Witch — Demon King.
From the perspective of the Flower Demon King, her fellow Demon King, though following their instincts of destruction and annihilation and creating disasters, never truly understood what they were supposed to be doing.
In fact, Flower Demon King himself didn't know.
She wouldn't discuss this with her fellow countrymen.
Because although they share the same origin, they deeply loathe each other, and perhaps haven't met for thousands of years since their birth.
Until one day...
As if by destiny, she and three other brethren awoke from their long slumber, their strength more abundant than ever before.
While she was still bewildered by this anomaly, her other compatriots were already jostling each other, ready to sow the seeds of desire and repeat the destruction that had no meaning, just as they had done before.
Being numb and indifferent, she naturally wouldn't strongly resist.
If you don't know what to do, then don't think about it. Surrender your heart to the dark desires and let your ugly inner self decide everything.
The four of them invaded the Kingdom called R'lyeh once again.
I thought that the Magic girls would, as before, prepare the most powerful Witch army and use the sealing Magic they hated most to seal them into the silent and empty darkness.
However, what awaited them was a nightmare they had never imagined.
Only one Witch appeared before them.
That person possessed a terrifying aura of Magic Power, no less than any Demon King, and no weaker than the Queen who had sealed away any generation of Magic girls before.
But her compatriots didn't take that person seriously.
He was all alone.
Moreover, it was a completely unfamiliar face they had never seen before, perhaps less than a hundred years old, or even fifty years old, as young and tender as an infant.
How could the four of them possibly lose to such a young Magic girl?
The result, however, was revolutionary.
What awaited them was an unexpected despair, and a fear and trembling they had never felt since birth.
That woman crushed them with pure Magic Power.
The first to fall was the most powerful and arrogant of them all Bird Demon King.
Half of her enormous wings were torn off, and her proud head lay bloodied on the ground.
The Flower Demon King didn't remember clearly what happened afterward.
All she knew was that she knelt down trembling before that Witch; if she had known more, she might have groveled like a pet.
Faced with overwhelming power, she quickly lost consciousness, and thankfully, so did her other comrades.
What awaits them next?
If they are killed, then they will sleep in the long darkness again, waiting for the followers known as the Black Death Cult to pull them back to reality from their silence.
These are memories I really don't want to recall.
For all the Demon King, this overturned their understanding and common sense that they had held for thousands of years.
However, later, when the Flower Demon King recalled this experience again... the woman's first appearance before her took on a different, extraordinary meaning.
Recalling that time was not difficult for the Flower Demon King, after all, in her long, empty life, only that period could be described as memorable.
Whether it was the pain and marks that woman left on her, or the desire she gained from that woman, or the lust she felt for that woman, none of it could be separated from her soul.
When the Flower Demon King awoke from his nightmare, he found himself in a dimly lit, secret room.
Demon King are prone to nightmares.
Rather, it's more accurate to say that every single moment of their lives was filled with torment.
For the Flower Demon King, only the fragrance of flowers can bring him a moment of solace and peace.
The world was gloomy and dark, the food was bland and tasteless, and the voices were low and somber. Only aroma and warmth remained the senses they longed for.
So, after waking up, while the Flower Demon King was still somewhat dazed and confused, the fragrance of the fresh flowers placed in the secret room temporarily cleared her mind from the chaos.
She did not die again.
At that moment, as her mind, which wasn't usually used for thinking, began to try to recall, she felt as if it were being filled with heavy water, but she still managed to remember some of her current situation.
This isn't the first time I've woken up in this secret room like this; the first time was probably a few weeks ago.
Not only is she still alive.
Her three other compatriots were also like that.
For some unknown reason, that terrible woman did not kill them, but instead imprisoned them in this dark, opaque chamber.
It's painful, but they've gotten used to it.
I remember that they seemed to have been imprisoned like this since their birth, back when even Magic girls hadn't appeared yet.
What confused her was that the woman came to see her every day.
Like tending to a lamb to the slaughter, the woman would bring her food and water every day, even though the Demon King did not need to eat, and even though the food had no taste for her.
She had to swallow these things that weren't even bitter.
Yes.
To the Witch, they were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter. She would feed them enough fodder before they grew fat enough, and she didn't care whether the feed was palatable or not.
Soon, the Flower Demon King learned of the Witch's purpose.
She wanted their power as the Demon King.
The endless power born from the Magic Crystal at its source symbolizes pure desire, the Crystal of wishes born to fulfill humanity's insatiable greed.
At the time, she thought it was utterly insane.
No human has ever dared to touch their power as Demon King.
But this Witch dared to do it.
The Flower Demon King, who is extremely sensitive to desire, discovers that this woman's desire seems to be an emptiness.
She had almost no desires.
However, for some unknown reason, a crack and flaw appeared in that void, and then it became a container capable of holding any insane desire.
At this moment, the Witch was being controlled by that desire.
What does she want to do?
The Flower Demon King couldn't help but feel curious.
In her view, if Witch isn't pursuing some ultimate truth or mystery, what in the world could possibly be worth doing all that for her?