Our demon king is coming. (formerly Mayday A Series)

Para alpha Helenaia is a false goddess, created in materials of all sorts.

The material I know is the concept “love” from the beginning of this Mayday and my artifact, "the shaping of the fate of the Pluto." Perhaps my daughter of the same age has also sacrificed more than one person, also reflecting the figure of the princess, the former Lord in Klondor's memory.

In addition to this, the numerous magic products present in Mayday empower the creation of Helenaia.

It's not just a person, it's not just a golem.

There were so many materials and sacrifices to create a goddess of divinity.

I don't know how Acromeia collected them.

I just know Ellis was behind it.

Krondor's memory was drawn by Ellis when he made the artifact, which he believes Ellis provided.

Ellis seems to have offered Acromeia a deal.

I was so pure at this time, I had no doubt about Ellis, I just thought that the presence of Acromeia, easy to see, had created trouble and started a war.

But they were situations where Ellis manipulated them somewhere and made them happen.

What Ellis was always aiming for was the worst possible outcome.

It was only a millennium ago that he flirted with us as the Blue General.

After those days, I looked back at the myth on Earth, rethinked it, and became convinced.

He's absolutely evil.

Mayday disaster.

Those who constantly scratch our relationship and try to lead the world to its worst end.

But we still don't know who he is or what he's after.

(From the Recoverer's Record "The Golden Apple")

Needless to say, with the start of the Dusk War (later Giganto Magilliva), my work as king of the land of death has increased.

In a rush came Magiliva, crowned with a red headscarf and carrying his usual cage.

"Hadefis, that sounds tough."

"... Magiliva"

"Oh, today, I've baked a lot of bread. Cheese bread, vegetable bread and... er, this is raisin bread. In potato bread, just white bread"

"... hey"

"I'll give you all this. Just now, the rest of the one I've given Pushma. There's peach booze... but you can't drink."

……

"I'll leave the peach juice and milk. It's delicious when you break it and drink it. You're a sweetheart, so you can go."

Magiliva chuckled.

But I'm not funny. No, you're right about the booze not working and being a sweetheart, but that doesn't matter now.

I looked at Magiliva jizzily and frowned.

"Hey, you.... Are you all right?

"What?

"What..."

Magiliva with a kelloggy look.

She is still the same as usual, even though she says the disturbances of the other day will not cool down.

"I guess you won't be allowed into the Krondor country, will you?

"... Klondor? Yeah... but I only saw him once. I'm sorry, because. I laugh."

……

"I can't go into his country anymore, and he's no longer... something he won't come to see me"

She made a laugh all the time and turned away.

Things are clearly not the same as they used to be with jealousy.

I took only one loaf of bread that I was supposed to have left for me, and I said, "Good luck, then," as I twisted, and went back to the ground with my fast feet.

……

I couldn't say anything.

Sometimes I don't fully understand the situation, but some say I was slightly shocked by Magiliva's attitude now.

Obviously, she was pushing her emotions to death.

She was always so emotional that she was so loud.

There were numerous pieces of bread she left behind, and also, if I did, it was just shaped bread.

I exhaled for a long time.

The earth is in the midst of a dusk war that has begun.

Now, the countries of Acromeia and Krondor are still fighting each other, but it's obvious that they're going to be fighting on a global scale.

Yet the Magiliva guy...

I'll take one more loaf of bread, too.

Always, very tasty.

……

I flaunted my job and followed Magiliva back to the ground.

I see her walking on a dark road, alone, and I get hacked.

There's no usual Rin air, just weak footsteps and a dark, shadowed back.

Magiliva was fluttering and serpentine as she twisted one piece of bread, hitting the deceased occasionally, but crying polly.

I can't look at it this way. It was an odd sight, but for some reason my chest hurts.

It was hard for me not to accumulate that Magiliva was alone and crying like that.

Her emotional expressions are radical, she laughs, angers, and cries in public often from time to time.

But that and now, something fundamental seemed different.

If you're going to cry alone like that, it's much better for you to cry while rambling in front of everyone.

It's better that way, whether it's loud or bothersome.

"Hey, Maggie, Va!

I chased Magiliva, grabbed her arm and pulled.

Magiliva was surprised, but she didn't like being seen crying by me, turning away and wiping her tears with her sleeves.

"You... you've lost weight"

Grab my arm, okay. I think Magiliva just lost a little weight.

"Oh, my God, I just wanted to say I've been fat."

"That's not what I'm saying. Are you eating properly?"

"I'm eating bread right now..."

Hate is alive, but Magiliva sniffing in tears is painful.

"You, I knew you were enjoying Crondor."

"... why?

"Don't blur. What are you going to do when you're strong?"

……

Magiliva shut up for a while and laughed like she was in trouble.

But soon he bit his lower lip and leaned down to withstand something.

"... he can't abandon those who are in trouble, facing a crisis after all. If that's a goddess who looks just like the Lord who couldn't save her once, all the more so... now she's going to want to save her."

"Magiliva?"

"That's what happened to me, too. In the end...... just because my country was about to be taken away by Acromeia, Klondor helped me. Now, the only person he needs to help first is not me anymore."

Magiliva wiped her tears with her sleeves, breathed once, and gave her a calm look.

But I'm staring into the void.

"... Magiliva"

I was unconsciously reaching out to Magiliva.

But for a moment when I was bewildered to touch her, Magiliva also walks forward.

She was just looking forward.

"What are we going to do now?

Speaking on his thin back, Magiliva glanced back at this one for a moment, and also, just with a dry grin, replied nothing in particular.

Later.

There was a day in this land of death when more dead people pushed on than usual.

I thought something was wrong, and I had a bad feeling that once I went out on the ground, I knew that a whole country was burned and lost.

He looked around in a steep direction, went underground and visited the country of Utice and Demeteris, which boasted the strongest defenses.

When I checked, after all, the lost country was Magiliva's.

The country of Magiliva was adjacent to the country of Acromeia and was most at risk.

Fighting between the giant soldiers intensified, burning the land of Magiliva.

Krondor was using spatial boundaries to keep the feud from flashing, but he said Acromeia had created more firepower than that.

"Where's Magiliva? What happened to Magiliva?"

"Easy, Hadefis. To say that you don't understand it is to say that Magiliva is not dead."

Only Utice was calm.

Indeed, I, the king of the kingdom of death, can see if Magiliva is dead or not because he manages the dead.

What I didn't know was that Magiliva was still alive somewhere.

It seemed like I was confused as far as I could tell.

"But then where the hell is Magiliva?

Demeteris is shaking with his hands on his mouth. I was worried about Magiliva.

"Demetris, with your artifact and my artifact, I wonder if I can find it."

"With my artifact?

"That can be expanded extensively. If you link my spiritual magic, you might be able to find Magiliva."

Utice and Demeteris worked together to develop a wide-ranging defensive junction “green curtain” by Demeteris' artifacts, in which the Spirits of Utice were forced to look for Magiliva.

"But it's a big deal."

Utice blurred.

There was no discouragement, a low voice.

"It doesn't translate to the war we've been at. Acromeia and Krondor are on the run. Then who the hell says we can stop them..."

"Utice."

"They're special. Even the same god is not like us. It is the God of first and second place in sequence, with the power of breaking.... but this war doesn't make sense. We've destroyed even the unrelated land of Magiliva... and it seems we're seriously trying to kill each other."

"... Log Veda says it wasn't?

"Right.... In the end, I think that war was also compared to each other's powers. No matter what we say, we are conscious of each other and think that we are connected by a bond that cannot be said in words. But I don't think so this time."

……

Utice's words were heavy.

And his expression has no color flavor, as if he is terribly disappointed in something.

In me, the unpleasant feeling grew so big.

Magiliva, after about a week, was found in the basement, deep, of her country where she burned.

Not as underground as the kingdom of death, but between the earth and the kingdom of death, when, a cavity had been created.

Apparently, he fled here when the country was attacked.

I went through the land of death and immediately turned to Magiliva.

Inside the cavity, sparkling red crystals grow from the earth, which lights a pale light and illuminates the path.

"That's a creepy place."

I was relieved. It's strange that I'm in the land of the dead, but it was filled with the smell of death and blood, as if the blood of those who burned to death on earth had slipped into the earth and even crystallized it.

Just out in the big space, I discovered Magiliva.

But the figure of Magiliva found there was different from her ever.

He was covered in bright red blood, lying in the heart of a sparkling fountain of blood.

"Hey Magiliva, what are you doing!

I tried to pull the fountain of blood apart and stop by her side to hold her, but I couldn't touch Magiliva.

Because she had her immense magic wrapped around her.

Something is different from Magiliva so far.

I felt that way.

"... eh"

Also, I felt the pain staining my body myself.

This fountain hurts even God's body, something similar to poison and curse.

Beautiful colors were painful on the back of my back, as if I was stabbed all over my body by a thorn.

"... Hadefis"

Magiliva glanced into her eyes and looked at me through a long haircut on her face.

He seemed slightly surprised, but close to faceless.

"Magiliva, what are you doing? This blood... I don't think it's yours."

Gokuri and breathtaking.

In a dark underground hole, Magiliva leans into silence and immerses herself in a fountain of blood, beautiful and somewhere horrible.

"The power is there."

Magiliva said so in a clear voice.

"... force?

"It's just as powerful as they are. I am no match for you now. That's what I thought."

Magiliva seemed to regret the destruction of her country.

I chewed my lips and woke myself up.

Every bit of magic that overflowed her surroundings was heterogeneous.

"We need to stop Krondor...... He's in a hurry. He's running out of time. Acromeia noticed Klondor like that and all the attacks that have stirred up Klondor here lately..."

"Hey, Magiliva. Anyway, let's heal the wounds on your body. It's hurting everywhere."

I was uncomfortably concerned about the chilling Magiliva tone.

I pulled my arm, hoping to get her out of this pond.

But Magiliva doesn't try to move.

It keeps rough breaths in place at times and stays on the spot.

"Hadefis, you better get out of here. This fountain is what cuts the life of God"

"What the hell is this?"

"... this is a price to pay for your strength."

"You..."

I didn't know what Magiliva was talking about.

But all I know is that she's gaining more power than ever before.

What is it?

How the hell did she get the power?

"You... you... you... you... you signed a contract."

……

It was an impossible force.

It was full of occasion, hidden in Magiliva's readiness to be quiet, obsession, love and hatred.

I was responding to that, “something".

“Something” is here.

"Ja Ma Na...... Death no King"

From somewhere, I thought I heard voices.

I shudder. I started at this time and confronted the “it” that existed in Mayday from the beginning.

The voice echoed from the bottom of the blood pond brought a ground sound in anger.

I fell into a blood pond once and sank.

My body hurts.

Skin can burn.

The pain I felt all over my body is the kind of pain that a certain concept has received that wraps all of this Mayday.

As he roared, he appealed to me about his existence. As I said you were finally conscious, that doesn't stop the claim.

Strictly, great beings.

I am perplexed by that presence that has been observing and watching over our deeds ever since.

This... is the earth.

Magiliva's opponent for his own blood, seeking strength, is this goddess of the Mother Earth of Mayday.

One of the four original concepts that existed from the beginning as the foundation of Mayday.

It is the concept of the earth, the original god Para alpha Gaia.