Prologue

A cry, desperate and heartbreaking.

The inconsolable cry of a maiden.

"You didn't deserve this, it's not fair for you to meet the same fate as me."

The pain that rips his muscles suddenly fades into the background, and his heart vibrates with emotion in seeing small crystalline tears fall from a pale and delicate face, ruined by horrendous wounds.

He feels like he has the most important thing in his whole life in front of him.

"You didn't deserve it either. If only I had known about you, maybe I could have done something to help… maybe things would have been different for you."

He feels a warm, gentle embrace. An embrace that steals his soul.

"No one has ever treated me with such kindness. I'm so glad I got to know you before the end. My heart is no longer that of a goddess, it’s the one of a demon because of the wounds I have accumulated… But for you, only for you, I will continue to believe in human goodness."

"You are not a demon. You will never be one in my eyes! I'm also happy to have met you…”

Someone starts yelling and drags him away, away from that wonderful embrace, and he feel like he’s already dead.

He hears a hoarse and disgusting voice saying: "You have to come with us too, little goddess... You’ll be the next!"

"Goddess?" The voice that was talking with him until a moment ago is full of anger and resentment. No longer a paradise lost, but a hell in which he would like to burn. "The goddess is dead. Now, a demon will live.”

He can no longer see anything. He’s forced to walk until he reaches a noisy place. An arena or maybe a square? They sit him on his knees, and he knows it's the end.

He still can't get the girl’s voice out of his head… His last thought goes to her.

An excruciating pain radiates through his body, and his conscience slips away, towards a mysterious place, perhaps towards that beautiful hell that he dreamed of shortly before.