An Immortal's Wish

A sheet of gold engraved the details of her life's contract she couldn't help but look inquisitively at her benefactor. 'I wonder what kind of god she is to help a mortal like me?'

She observed the woman. Her graceful movements as she watched her struggle with reading the contract.

"Can you at least tell me why you're helping me?"

[I already told you.]

"I don't understand. How? Why me?"

Something appeared, hovering beside her..... 'It's- It's me ?' Her hand motioned towards it causing a ripple. It was her memory of being locked in the dungeon. Despite all their best efforts to strip away her courage, she managed to plot against her so-called brother.

[It's fascinating. A sick and powerless princess is trying to go against fate. Isn't that hilarious.]

A mischievous smile formed at the woman's lips. [I want to know how much more chaos you can bring this time around.]

"You're probably sick in the head if that's entertaining."

[Dear, to be immortal is maddening enough. The only way to have the will to live is to find pleasure in the worst things.] She felt a sense of gloom at her words.

"Then I'll do my best to put on a show. As promised, I will give you the soul of those who killed me."

The lady smiled.

[Ah, I really can't let you die. In any case, you will be returned to your original body before you die. I've dealt with the immediate death but there are restrictions.]

"What do you mean?"

[Your curse is quite challenging, princess.]

"Ah, then I will still die…" She said, confused.

[There is a cure.]

"What? I've searched everywhere but-!"

[You don't even know what illness you have yet you expect to find a cure? Darling, your sickness is within the core of your soul.]

She was surprised. A sickness within the soul was not something that is caught but rather intentionally casted or inherited.

[Raphaelis.]

Her eyes widened. 'It can't be. Can it? The angel's curse?'

She grinned. [Well those damned angels do have a nice way of making sinners suffer eternally.]

"Then what? How can I-?"

[Don't worry, I've pinpointed a few people who might know. You must find them and learn the truth. Only then will the curse be lifted.]

"Ah who must I-" Suddenly the environment shifted. She could feel her consciousness drifting once again. As if it is being pulled...

[I'm afraid we're losing time, it seems that I've held your soul for too long. You'll know who they are, I've arranged a sign so just believe in me Latia.]

Just as her mind falls into unconsciousness, a glimpse of purple eyes, similar to hers, peaks beneath the cloak of the lady.

'Pretty.' She thought.