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I must save the world, but I can't kill anyone.

As one of the angels tasked with saving the countless worlds, Savine took her job very seriously. She was diligent and thorough, and made sure to make herself the perfect example to strive for. But as time passed and as she witnessed the horrors humanity was capable of, her thoughts changed. 'Humans don't deserve the grace of us angels. As long as they're pious and peaceful in the end, the means don't matter.' Thus, whenever she went to a new world, she chose to save it in the quickest manner possible. She killed all the heretics and brainwashed the remaining people to always be faithful to God and to never act destructively towards themselves and the planet they stayed on. However, when she was about to go to another world to save it, God's Oracle enforced a few conditions on her. "No killing, no violence, no threats. Save the world the right way." Savine was then abruptly sent to the new world with all these conditions attached to her, but not only that, she found herself in the body of a 12-year-old girl from the lower cities. It was a far cry from the bodies of High-emperors, multitrillionaires, and the Supreme Magi that she normally took over. With the game stacked against her, what will Savine do? *** Arworks Illustrator: LAM Twitter: https://twitter.com/ramdayo1122?s=09 Pixiv: https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/17429 Website: https://lam-illust.com/

POW · Fantasy
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268 Chs

Attack pt. 2

<Keep on moving.>

The voice urged once more, but it was hard for Lihar's mind to function properly. The sight he was seeing was just that hard to understand.

"Rikka?"

He approached the corpse, confused and unconvinced. Maybe she could still be saved… but seeing the long piece of ice that had lodged itself into her forehead… her dead eyes staring out in both fear and ugly indignation, he was forced to face reality.

Even if he wanted to delude himself, it was simply impossible.

<Keep on moving.>

He crouched down next to her and felt conflicted and fearful. Someone he knew ever since he started training as a soldier, dead in some nameless street, in the gap between two houses. She was so unnoticeable that even if someone passed by, they wouldn't be able to see her.

But the most conflicting thing was, Lihar's mind was not just filled with regret and mourning for Rikka.