THE GODS WERE NOT AVAILABLE AND OUT OF COVERAGE AREA
"Help me... help me please.... someone please help me..."
Out from her drunkard state, Nathalia heard a faint voice coming from somewhere.
"Help... please... I don't want to die yet... Please... My son.. please save him, if not me..."
The poor lady that was left lying in her own pool of blood continued to pray in desperation as she watched how her own blood continued to gush out from her stabbed wound like water from an open faucet
The lady tried her best to put pressure on her wound to stop it from bleeding but to no avail
"Please... if there is god, help me. Save my son. If gods were for real... Please help me...Just this once. Save my child. Pleeeeeease. HEEEEELLLPPPPPP!!!!!"
She sincerely prayed.
The woman was not actually a believer of God.
It has been more than a decade now since she last prayed.
Due to all the mishaps and misfortune that she had in her life, she no longer believed to God or to anything at all.
She thought that if gods were for real, then they might have abandoned her that was why all the bad things kept on happening to her life one after another.
But right now, she found herself praying again.
Hoping for some miracle to happen.
Praying for someone to appear and help her and her child
"Oh well, hick! s- sheeeesh wass ash-king foorrr a gawd!!! hick! I ahmm not a God. Ayemmm---- the QUEEN OF DARKNESS!!!! I'm out of it..."
{TRANSLATION: Oh well, she was asking for a God and I am not a god. I am--- the QUEEN OF DARKNESS!!!! I'm out if it...}
Nathalia said in a sluggish manner since she was already muddled headed due to being drunk.
"HOOT HOOT"
[Your Highness... That's enough for tonight. Why don't we head back to your room so you could have some rest? You already had enough. You're drunk.]
Hootie said as she flew over Nathalia. But Nathalia only swatted her away and shouted,
"Who said that I'm drunk??? I am not!!! I AM THE QUEEN OF DARKNEEEEESS!!!
She even spread both of her arms wide open when she shouted her title on the edge of the rooftop.
Perfectly imitating the legendary scene in the movie Titanic when Jack shouted, I'm the King of the world, at the forefront edge of the ship deck.
The only difference was that they were not in a controlled setting so the strong wind inevitably affected that moment.
Right after she shouted, a strong wind blew on her hair, making it fly all over her face.
But Nathalia did not mind it even in the least.
She clumsily swatted her untamed hair away from her face then gulped down another cold beer from the can that she was holding on her hand.
After she finished the content of the can in her hand, Nathalia looked around her again.
It was only then that she realized that she already finished all the canned beer that she had brought.
"Don't worry canny... you won't be the last.. okay??? I will get you a company"
Nathalia said to the canned beer in her hand then she looked once again and she scanned more of the empty cans of beer that littered the floor with her half-open eyes.
"Don't worry guys. I'll bring more here... Just wait for me, I'll be back"
She said as she waved them goodbye before she jumped down from the highest point of the building down to the solid ground.
She landed very smoothly on the ground like some action star in a movie.
The impact created mini air turbulence under her feet when she landed but it did not seem to bother her at all.
Then Nathalia walked towards one of the alleys as if nothing happened.
She made a sharp turned to the darkest alley and coincidentally, this was the same alley where the dying lady was left lying on her own pool of blood
"Help.. help me please..."
The other party managed to utter those words when she sensed that someone was around before the flicker of life slowly vanished in her eyes.
"Please help my son..."
The dying lady added before she finally closed her eyes.
"Haaayyy..why would I have to see this???? Haist. Consider yourself lucky, mortal girl. For now, I would be the one to answer your call. Since the gods that you were calling were all currently not available and out of your coverage area."
Nathalia said then she walked closer to the lady lying motionless on her own pool of blood and placed her hand over the other party's stabbed wound.
In an instant, the stabbed wound on the lady's abdomen started to heal at a rate visible to the naked eyes.
After doing that, Nathalia stood up and continue walking towards the direction of the nearest convenience store to buy her beer.
"I'll just take that as my congratulatory gift for finally becoming the Queen of Darkness. Though I should be the one who supposed to received a gift today... Haayyyy..."
She muttered to herself before she stood up and walked towards the nearest convenience store.
About five minutes later, she came out of the same convenient store again with another set of canned beers in her hands.
Nathalia that time was completely sober already. There were no longer any signs of her previous drunkard state.
Most likely one of the perks of being a half-goddess herself.
"Haixt! This immortal thing was really pissing me off. I can't get drunk for long! Anyways, I'll just try t get myself drunk again."
Nathalia muttered under her breath as she made her way towards the darkest part of the street before completely vanishing in the shadow altogether.
Right after Nathalia vanished within the shadow, another silhouette of a man wearing an all-black outfit appeared out of thin air.
The other party casually walked out from the same shadow where Nathalia vanished and head towards the darkest alley.
A full moon was hung high above the sky and the light that came from it was enough to illuminate the beautiful feature of the man in black.
The man was wearing a full black tuxedo outfit that was perfectly fitted to his body.
Then he matched it with a pair of black leader shoes and on his head was a fedora hat of the same color
He has thin but sexy lips that were set in a tight straight line.
His facial expression was almost screaming that he was someone who never smiled before.
And it was only made more obvious by his set of beautiful but emotionless and cold gray eyes.
His eyes were the exact color of the clouds when it was about to rain.
A creased appeared on his spotless forehead when he saw the pool of blood in the alley.
But no one was there.
The lady that was lying on her own pool of blood just a while ago, was nowhere to be seen now.
"Another case of a missing soul... TSS! What a headache. Just who could be that annoying deity that intercepted me this time??!"
The man in black muttered under his breath with a slightly irritated tone in his masculine voice.
'ACHOOOOOOO!!!'
"Who was that jerk talking bad about me behind my back????!"
Nathalia wondered in frustration after she sneezed.
Then she wiped the droplet of beer that stained the corner of her lips when she almost spat it out