The divine power poured into Helena first brought the most obvious change to her appearance. Her body, which had retained a pearly white tint whenever she materialized, was infused with normal color again and became more solid.
Clearly, this former Female Ghost, who was usually expressionless, was undergoing a tremendous transformation. Her already tall figure grew even more giant-like, appearing three times taller than before. She held her delicate chin high and kept her back straight, exuding immense authority rather than her usual timidity.
Helena, who had previously displayed more dignity and elegance in her bearing, now resembled her mother, Ravenclaw, more closely, carrying an imposing majesty that needed no anger to inspire awe...
"To record the destinations of all departed souls and do my utmost to preserve order in the world of death; to watch over, foresee, and await every life as it walks toward its end amid unceasing erosion. As the judge of the Undead and the god of Death, you may learn the final destination of every soul." Luna's ethereal voice rang out as she sang of the Grim Reaper's duties. Tilting her head, she reminded her, "Helena, remember that your duty should focus on recording and guiding the dead, not on choosing to correct so-called immortals like Grim Reaper Herpo. A Grim Reaper should only be responsible for death... unless you want to beat up dad someday."
Allen nodded, understanding that this was to prevent Helena from ending up like Grim Reaper Herpo. If her Divine Office required mortals to die, conflict would inevitably arise.
"I understand, Mother. Herpo himself has also interfered with death..."
Helena's face remained perfectly calm, with only her lips moving. Her voice had already become chilling, hollow, and empty, like lifeless whispers echoing through an abandoned crypt. Even though her words