As Sintecia set her mind on finding her faith, her yellow slime body glowed, exuding bright light, which coated her body, permeating the surrounding with the exalted air. Despite the pain it caused to her soul, she continued to pray, her hands trembling with confidence and doubt, happiness and anxiety. They mixed and merged and separated inside her body, shifting her shade from dark to bright to dark again.
The group of priests and holy paladins retreated and dropped to their knees, lowering their head and waiting for the holy presence to envelope them. The scene hurled them backwards in time when Sintecia summoned the divine might to dominate the war against the Broken Empire. The image of her graceful prayer, which flooded the battlefield and annihilated the Corrupted Race, evoked a strong feeling inside their heart, the desire to see her succeed, to witness once more a miracle—a Monster Girl, pure at heart, accepted by the Goddesses.
"My Goddesses, please answer my call," Sintecia said, her voice quivering. Her expression distorted in pain. "I, your faithful vessel, plead my belief to you once more."
In the sky above, countless clouds swirled into a brewing storm. At its centre, lightning struck open a rift in space-time, echoing thunders throughout the land. The crack in reality widened, revealing the heavenly kingdom floating atop the soft, golden puff.
From the portal, angels and holy spirits flooded out, preparing for a ceremonial entrance of the Seven Goddesses. They rarely descended to the material plane, but the fleeting call from the Holy Maidens couldn't be ignored, especially the one tasked to the secret mission.
Despite the grand scene, there was no commotion. The power of the deities distorted the world to their will. Only the few whose power tapped into the realm of the legends and the myths could resist their command. When the Seven Goddesses descended, the angels and the holy spirits bowed beneath their presence.
They were the beauty of profound quality, donned in long golden silk dresses, whose tail fluttered with the windless air. Their hair, changing colours from one moment to the next, extended and shortened depending on the observer. They embodied all kinds of splendour and personality, from mature to childish to soft-spoken to assertive.
The eldest of the Seven Goddesses, the First Goddess, swept her gaze across the material plane, watching over the nations surrounding the Sinking Dark Forest and those that extended beyond the horizon, encompassing the entire dimension within her careful scrutinize.
"First, I didn't expect you to come here," the Second Goddess said. "You were never interested in the material plane."
"I come here to check on an old friend. I hope it's just my senseless concern."
"We haven't been together for so long. Why don't you let us come with you to visit the formation? We too want to know about it."
The First Goddess turned to the Second Goddess, then to the rest of her sisters. Everyone, especially Seventh, expressed their interest in the sealing formation, eager to know about the myth of the myth, known only by the greatest of all deities. It was the time before the separation of planes, where the unthinkable was regular and the impossible mundane.
"After you first answer the call." The First Goddess smiled and shifted her sight to the Holy Maiden who desperately prayed.
Though she was under a layer of rock and dirt and in the darkness of the cave, the divine vision penetrated through all concealments and arrived at the scene. As her gaze laid on the unknown lady who stood behind Sintecia, she ceased her smile. At once, she took a step forwards, broke through space-time, and manifested above Sintecia, bringing with her holy light and an oppressive aura.
Her anger shook the cave and shattered the ground, splitting the earth and heaven apart. She ignored Sintecia, who was staring at her feverishly, and paid her undivided attention to the unknown lady, who greeted her with a smile.
After a moment, the six remaining Goddesses followed their sister, appearing behind the First Goddess, spotting Sintecia, then expressed their shock at her corrupted appearance. It was a monumental disgrace for a Holy Maiden to fall into the abyss and become one of the Corrupted Race. The Church had spent a vast amount of resource to nurture them. It was unthinkable that she would betray her faith.
"You have answered my call," Sintecia, shivering in pain and excitement, said. Her voice cracked and distorted, sounding beguiling yet sorrowful. Her body and mind and soul ached to the point she forgot her name and memory and knew only one thing, to continue to pray. "Please grant me salvation. Please let me serve you once more."
Enraged and disappointed, the Second Goddess reached out for Sintecia, who closed her eyes. The hand reached inside Sintecia's slime body and held her core, then immediately shattered it, retrieving the last trace of divinity in the process.
"You deserve no salvation. Return us our divinity and perish under our might," the Second Goddess declared and crushed the core in her hand. Sintecia’s body put an instinctive struggle, but her power meant nothing in front of the divine.
Sintecia snapped open her eyes. The existential pain assaulted every part of her being, from her body to her mind to her soul and her sense of self. She toppled backwards and collapsed into a pile of slime, screaming in her piercing voice. Her body reformed then collapsed then reformed only to shatter into countless pieces, lacking the core to condense her silhouette.
With each iteration, her body became more distorted, more beautiful, more pitiful, more alluring, more tragic. Same with her body, her faith crumbled, desperately trying to reform but failed to find a place to cling on. In her deformed yet bewitching appearance, she crawled towards the group of priests and holy paladins, reaching out her hand to them. It hovered in the air, waiting for someone to pull her up from her hell.
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"Save me, anyone," she wailed. "You said we're family, so why won't you hold me?"
Horrified by her appearance, the priests and the holy paladins retreated from her. Though they didn't dare to attack her, who still had the face that resembled her human self, they also didn’t reach out to her. Even the leader couldn't meet her gaze.
Silence became the fuel of her despair. Its sparks ruptured at her shattered core and manifested into a raging black fire, which rapidly spread across her body, boiling her yellow slime, consuming her faith and hope. Drowning in her own body, she instinctively grasped for breath despite not needing to.
She didn't want to die, not like this. Not with her trust broken, her faith unanswered. Without any ideal to cling on, she once more forced herself inwards, but her heart was hollow, shattered by the faith she held dear. Without it, she dived deeper and deeper, arriving at the instinct which governed her life. Purified by the Corruption Power, the desire for familial pleasure, one that would never betray her, awakened.
So what if she was a Monster Girl, so what if she was abandoned by her faith. Without the shackle, she would become the strongest, the sexiest, the most wicked Monster Girl, and with her power, she would build from the beginning a family she cherished, who would answer back her love. She must live, live the most pleasurable life, the most sinful life. Jump into the abyss. Fall. Reborn.
Her pain turned into fury and desperation. Her scream intensified, but now with the will to live echoing from it. Knowing the human and the divine wouldn't help her, she merged her body for one last time and reached out to the unknown lady. For an instant, the black flame disappeared, revealing her slimy body. Its thin membrane reflecting the holy light, tainting the inner liquid with warm flush and bubbles.
Ignoring the First Goddess, the lady stepped forwards. Her body materialized in front of the melting Sintecia, kneeling, watching her determined face. Gently, she grasped the hand and caressed it, her face moving closer to Sintecia's, her other hand moving Sintecia's hair out of the way.
"I've heard it loud and clear," the lady said and kissed Sintecia's forehead, sending a wisp of the foreign power into her. "Now, be reborn and live a new life to the fullest. Experience the pleasure unrestrained by virtue."
The mysterious power shifted inside Sintecia and reconstructed her core, turning it into a transparent orb, which glowed in holy light. Its colour mimicked the divine while indulging in the Corruption Power. The black flame turned pleasant as if they were countless lustful hands caressing her body, yearning for her affection.
She looked at her body, not with disgust, not with indifference, but with fondness, with acceptance. Her fingers became thinner, her breasts bigger, her hair longer, her curve lewder, her legs slimmer. With heightened sensitivity, every touch excited her beyond human pleasure. She subconsciously bit her lips and stroke her face.
Witnessing the scene, the First Goddess frowned and pointed at Sintecia. The world paused, and everything surrounding her crumbled into specks of dust, annihilated, unmade.
The cave and its ceiling split open, revealing the sky, where the clouds in Sintecia's direction vanished, opening an empty blue area, which extended beyond the horizon. The forest and the mountain behind her got atomized, leaving the empty area with the shape of a cone that originated from Sintecia.
The unknown lady smiled at Sintecia then turned to the First Goddess. The divine might couldn't do anything to her.
"You're still as rude as ever," she said and snapped her finger. The divine power and space-time flew backwards, reverting the destruction and memory of all mortals who witnessed it, except for Sintecia. She then grabbed the rewinding divinity and savoured it in front of the First Goddess. "The taste still hasn't changed."
Though the First Goddess had expected it, the rest of the Seven Goddesses held their breath, terrified at the unfolding scene. They knew that, though the area of destruction was small, the power within it was enough to level a kingdom. Yet the mysterious lady ate it like a snack.
"It seems the seal is still there," the First Goddess said. "You've been weakened."
"Anyone stuck in the endless void would become weaker. I'm no exception."
"Don't get too cocky. Lilith has already fallen, and you too shall follow her. All your kind will fall, and none will ever return to this land."
"She died because she wanted to. And her plan succeeded. Look at the world, her presence permeates it. She has already won, and none of you can change it."
The First Goddess didn't retort but turned her gaze to Sintecia, who curiously examined her new body, dreaming about what new things she should try. Then, she turned to her sisters and the kneeling priests and holy paladins. If a battle were to occur, all of them would die; the plan might get interrupted and exposed.
"Leaving already?" the lady said. "You've grown old. It has dulled your passion and held you back. Don't you want to go back to when you razed the world and burnt the sky?"
"The day you die will come. Sit there and wait for it."
"If you think that Fate can do something against me, you haven't learnt the lesson back then."
Not acknowledging it, the First Goddess swung her hand at the group of her followers, generating a ray of holy light, which enveloped them, taking them back to safety. The unknown lady merely watched until the First Goddess forcefully took her sisters back to the sky as if she was desperately fleeing.
Once everyone was gone, Sintecia looked up to the unknown lady and bowed to her. Her head laid on the ground, her hands trembling in both fear and joy.
"Thank you for saving me, Goddess," she said. "How can I repay you?"
"Why don't you worship me like how you worshipped them?"
Sintecia hesitated then shook her head. She stared at the unknown lady, prepared to accept her wrath. "Sorry, but I will never again worship another faith."
"Good. I didn't your faith anyway. I'm not actually a goddess, just a playful maiden hoping to find interesting things. You've already repaid me by getting me a good meal and an interesting play."
"But I didn't do anything."
"You didn't know you did something. Your action creates this ripple, so I'm just rewarding you for your choice."
"Then, can I know your name? I'll repay you someday."
"My name? My friends used to call me Gulia. They aren't here anymore, though." Gulia patted Sintecia's head. "Don't feel down. I'm sure more will come soon. If you ever meet one, kindly bring her to me."
"What do you mean?"
"You'll understand when you see one." Gulia yawned, stretching her arms upwards. "Using too much energy really isn't worth it. Now, young lady, it's time to say goodbye."
Suddenly, Sintecia found herself in front of the cave, alone, abandoned. Yet her heart beat wildly, faster than ever before. She smiled and held the Soul Gem close to her heart, thinking about a brighter life she would lead.
"From now on, my name is Lenmia, a Slime Girl who wants a family." She looked at the cave and decided to make it her home. It was spacious and deep enough to make more rooms for her future family members. "First, I need to make a Soul Tree to help my future sisters."