Jibril reluctantly tore her yearning gaze away from the Herrscher of Flamescion before her. Though she also really wanted to lick this Queen.
But now was not the time. After all, she still had work assigned by Lady Sirin...
"The final battle between humanity and the gods! Representing humanity is this noble and beautiful young lady before us!"
"She is the continuation of the one god, and a brand-new Herrscher! A Herrscher is a god who wields the authority of laws! And she, with a mortal body, commands the power of a Herrscher."
"The Herrscher of Reason raised her hair and reforged her broken sword; the Herrscher of Sentience placed gauntlets and armor upon her; the Herrscher of Flames bestowed her cloak and showed her the way."
"She carries everyone's hopes. Her conviction and will are enough to surpass even gods!"
"She is—the Herrscher of Flamescion, Kiana Kaslana!"
Based on what she knew, Jibril introduced the Herrscher of Flamescion's identity. Only Kiana herself stared at her speechlessly. Most of what she said was true, but she could not agree with that first line.
At the end of her life, the Second Herrscher Sirin prayed for a chance to start over, praying that she could have a different beginning.
And "K-423/Kiana" had been born in response to that wish. She was the "second chance" Sirin had longed for. She and the Herrscher of the Void were two souls born from Sirin's wish, two branches growing from the same tree, reaching in different directions.
They shared Sirin's emotions and memories, yet walked entirely different paths...
That was the relationship between the Herrscher of Flamescion and the Herrscher of the Void, the one god!
Of course, there was no need for her to explain any of this. In her eyes, it was all