Viktoria Synthesis

A petite, 4'6", 8 years-old girl was wandering around the medieval-like town of Kingdom Ciliegia; a city full of life, energy and lots of humanity.

Said girl had crimson scarlet irises, long, black hair that reminds one of pure darkness and wore a white coat.

The girl entered a church, and the Father looked her in the eyes, shaking a little. Luckily, there was no one else besides the two of them.

"Hello, Father Carmel. Long time. No seeee~" her voice was sinister and growly.

The old man took a seat, praying in a low tone of voice.

"Oh, my. Go ahead. Pray to your God. Spoilers: I'm not listening♡"

Shivers ran down the man's spine.

"What thou want in God's house, devil!?"

"Hm? But I don't live here, silly."

"Ghrrng!"

The girl closed the distance between them in a blink.

The Father's eyes widened in shock, fear, and terror.

"What? Was it something I said?" She said with a ominous voice.

"N-no..."

"Good." She sat at one of the church's bench, crossing her thin legs, covered by the white of her jeans.

"I will be short, *Carmy*. You will talk with the leader of this deranged kingdom that is Ciliegia."

The man was unsure, yet afraid to ask for a clarification.

"You will talk the King into *not* targeting the former princess of Rosé. Simple, right?"

"Wh-what are you talking about? I do not understand!"

"Just go there and tell him to leave her alone. Or else..." She snapped her fingers and a few people came into the room.

"!!!" The sight made the priest fall to his knees, shock at the sight of five faithful disciples of the word of God in a zombified form.

"... capiche? He-haha-ha~" The devil in a child's body opened a wide, face-splittig devilish grin.