IMPENDING SENSE OF DOOM

THE GODDESS of Life was supposed to head towards the Imperial Palace where the God of Death was already waiting for her.

Of course, Neoma and Commander Ruto were there.

But, as soon as she reached the empire…

[What's this suffocating stench?!]

The thick smell of death lingered in the air.

As the Goddess of Life, her weakness would be death, and the mere stench of it was enough to make it hard for her to breathe.

"It's been a while, my lady."

Ah.

It was Helstor, and the God of Eternal Darkness wasn't alone.

The Goddess of Life squinted her eyes at the goddess next to Helstor. "Lady Doom."

Hair as black as night, eyes as red as blood, a red dress under a black robe.

Pale skin.

Long and sharp black nails.

A dark mark on her cheeks that looked like permanent tears.