Book 3. Chapter 29.

“Touching the bottom of the abyss.” Part 1

Note: Hey guys, that chapter is short, but remember what I had told you about how I was going to put some scenes I had planned for the next book in this one because I had this super idea that changed the ending of this book? Well, get ready, because there are some very strong scenes coming up.

By the way, we are already in the final stage of this book.

I hope you like what I have in store for you... and how Kalysto finishes breaking.

How did she manage to infiltrate two humans into the demonic kingdom without anyone discovering them? That was Kalysto's last conscious thought before the darkness devoured her completely.

What seemed like an eternity later, the former saintess was able to reopen her eyes to find herself once again submerged in a sea of darkness. Her body seemed as heavy and sore as if she had overexercised herself the day before.

“I'm here again,” Kalysto growled and tried to get up, but could not.

Unlike the other times she had been forced to wake up deep in the darkness of her mind, this time she was lying over a giant endless puddle, a shallow one. The thin clothes she was wearing were partially soaked and the cold was seeping through her bones.

Her arms, as well as her legs, were shackled with thin green energy rings.

Kalysto raised her eyebrows, somewhere between surprised and annoyed at what she was seeing.

“Where did this come from?” She knew that mana wasn't hers, and it didn't bear Persephone's signature either.

How many mental magicians do these people have? she thought. But unlike last time, she couldn't feel his presence anywhere, nothing seemed out of place beyond the feeling of extreme tiredness and exhaustion.

She was also very sleepy, but she had also been sleepy before her annoying encounter with the black crystal sphere, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

I can't afford to fall asleep! She scolded herself, concentrating on moving her hands and wrists by changing the angle so that her fingertips could touch the nearest mana ring.

Absorb! She thought as soon as she achieves her goal watching the Mana from the bow disappear as she felt it enter her body.

And in part notification windows, one black and one blue, appeared to her left.

[Congratulations! The user has acquired 1,000 MP!] X2

However, getting rid of the second pair took much more work and it took almost 10 minutes to move her arms and upper back and shoulders so that she could turn her body slightly to the side and manage to get rid of one ring at a time.

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[Congratulations, the user has acquired 1,000 MP! X2

After much effort and almost feeling like an acrobat while performing strange positions in order to get rid of the restraints on her arms, Kalysto continues to absorb the ones that were imprisoning her legs.

It was only after she finished all that work that she realized what a foolish thing she had just done.

Why the hell didn't I use Dispel Ezhil from the beginning? She scolded herself. Realizing that the time she had been without those skills as a Saintess had caused her to lose the habit of using them as a first choice.

Absorb! She thought devoting herself to absorbing all the darkness and everything around her until there was nothing left but a giant pure white stain.

[Congratulations! The user has acquired 1,000 DMP!] X100

This time when she stood in front of the seal the Barrier protecting her was green in color.

“Dispel Ezhil! Dispel Ezhil! Dispel Ezhil!” She continued to conjure, until it finally dissolved, allowing her to see again the nasty cracks that the demon king had helped her seal a short while ago. “Why do I have a sneaking suspicion that you are behind my second and third kidnappings, dear Persephone?” She snarled in annoyance, at the same time grabbing two tentacles of the dark mana escaping from inside the seal. “Give me back my body!” She said angrily, sounding more like a threat than a request.

<> Persephone answered, who, unlike the previous times, did not take long to answer her.

“If it were really yours, it would not be you who would be here sealed inside my mind, but me.”

<>

“Persephone, I'm starting to get tired of this crap! I've tolerated your spoiled brat attitude just because you've helped me in the past! But it ends here! Either you hand over my body to me nicely or I'll make you do it!” However, contrary to what Kalysto believed, that only served to make Persephone angry as well, causing the darkness coming out of the seal to start enveloping her, as if it wanted to attack her.

<> She sneered. <<...Someone who isn't even capable of avenging her father's death or killing her mother's murderer without my help... You're not even a saintess anymore! >>

“And I think your little moment of freedom went to your head!” she mocked. “Dispel Ezhil! Ezhil Purification!” Kalysto continued to conjure swiftly, weakening Persephone's attack.

<> she shouted, annoyed that she hadn't realized when it happened.

“And why should I answer you?” she added haughtily. “Absorb!” she said as she grabbed a tentacle of mana escaping from the seal in each of her hands again.

Just as the notification windows began to appear warning her of the amount of dark mana she had just absorbed, her entire vision became tinged with shadows.

But soon after they dispersed, showing her another memory.

In front of her, the little black-haired girl reappeared again, but this time, although she retained the same black eyes that she was now able to recognize, her hair was brown. Exactly the same shade of brown that Kalysto had always had since she was a little girl. And to her great surprise, her father was kneeling in front of a grave she had seen a couple of times when she was little, but was forbidden to go near. Thick tears were falling from her progenitor's eyes, which were shining with a mixture of rage and determination, at the same time he refused to look at Persephone.

“Where is my Kalysto?” her innocent voice was mixed with the desperation of a child who has lost sight of her favorite toy.

However, her father did not answer her. He continued to ignore her presence.

“Where is Kalysto? Is she sick again? Why won't you let me see her?” her voice began to rise as her demands did. “Dad? Why won't you answer me?”

What the hell did she just say? Kalysto thought, losing all color from her face.

But before she could ask, or do anything, the vision changed again.