Horace looked at the monster rampaging madly before him and activated the Great Runes without hesitation.
Asmodeus's body suddenly stiffened, the backlash from the Great Runes inflicting excruciating pain.
Why? Why are you favored?
Why? Why am I not loved?
I hate you! I will have my vengeance, whatever form it takes... I will make you pay...
The Abandoned Child knew it was going to die. It swore vengeance.
Lilith had protected the Avatar inside it too well, leaving Asmodeus no opening. It hated all the more. Was even something so mediocre more worthy of love than it was?
The Abandoned Child found the trident Lilith had left inside it. At death's door, it sealed its vengeful resentment and power within.
Its power reshaped the trident. The Mother-Eater's sword was forged by the child.
The moment the instrument of vengeance was complete, Asmodeus heard the last sound of its life:
"Get down!"
Golden light exploded from within Asmodeus.
Asmodeus did not scream. On the brink of death, vengeance had become its new purpose. In the name of the "God of Vengeance," it cursed this unfair world.
Unfortunately, it was not a true "God of Vengeance," and the curse meant little. But that sword could indeed be called a Sacred Relic Sword; the god used as its raw material had simply been too weak and too young.
Asmodeus's enormous body began to collapse. Its tentacles withered, its crystals shattered, its organs rotted, and its faces dispersed.
When the dust settled, everything finally fell quiet.
Standing there was Lilith.
She stood without a single wound anywhere on her body, a supremely satisfied smile on her face.
At her feet lay a young girl.
Long blue hair, a slender body, and tightly closed eyes.
Beside the girl stood a sword, embedded in the