Return Of The Nether [Pt 2]

Never before had I seen such cruelty.

Even though her son screamed while being drowned by the purple mist, his mother didn't move an inch. Rather, she seemed to be enjoying every second of it—her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

It soon made me realize what kind of person Ciel was… and why the Apostles warned us so much of her return.

"Yes… just like that…" She whispered, all her focus on the Nether's convergence on the boy.

"No way! She's going to use the boy as a vessel for the Nether! If she does that, then—" Kazen's eyes bulged, and her body trembled.

It seemed like she was once again reminded of her past—or perhaps something awful that happened back then.

"We have to stop i—"

"TOO LATE!" Ciel grinned widely—her face becoming uglier with how twisted her smile had become.

She stood right in front of the mist, almost as if defending it so the process wouldn't get interrupted by any of us.

"You can't stop it. Why should you even dream of it?"