1343 Hel's Regrets
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God, I wish the other guys could help but they're all keeping themselves in the back. The System Master said he's too weakened to participate in the fight, and Lucifer said she would assist us but not fight directly, unlike Flora and Aura that were planning to just go throw some fists directly…
But now that things are getting together, it is about time we move on… A week inside my divine realm is just a few hours at most outside, so we'll get there pretty quickly, I hope Hel gets prepared if she doesn't want to get completely stomped… Although she's still a Supreme Goddess, I cannot take things too easily.
I will move on… and continue working hard for that day with my family. I know there might be many challenges… I know I might die… but I also know I have to try.
Not just because I feel like it's the right thing to do for the world or the Universe… but because I want to help Redgaria and bring his sister back. This promise… I have been holding it for a while, I want to help him.
Because… at the end of the day… He's… well, he is my friend.
And I know how much he had suffered already.
I suppose that… there is something else too.
Something that is calling me there, a feeling.
I think there is someone very important there that I will also meet…
I don't know who this might be but something within my Threads of Fate is giving me an insight.
It is someone very important.
I will protect my family and I will do everything I can to help them while they try to help me… If things go too bad, I am just teleporting them out of danger, that's a given.
But they really want to help, so I cannot really fight against such strong wills.
I guess I have to let them, as I always do.
I love them all… And I treasure these moments we spend together, as we all dine and celebrate another day of being together.
I love you all so much… you're the greatest treasure of my life.
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Within the confines of Helheim, the Realm of the Death, a woman with silvery-white hair and crimson-red eyes looked into a phantasmal blue orb.
Her eyes seemed devoid of light, as she had changed a lot since how she used to be back in the old times… She looked into the orb, which emanated a phantasmal essence encompassing her surroundings.
This orb told her what she wanted to know, sometimes she would get useful information, and other times, useless scribbles.
It was the last gift left by her mother before she disappeared after having raised them until they reached ten years of age.
Back then… in the old, very old times.
The gift of Loki, something that not even the goddess herself had thought too hard, a special orb that might or might not help her daughter and her two sons.
A senseless mother that seemed to never love her children, and only created them because they were fated to be important gods in the world of Genesis…
Why did she even gifted them something, then?
It was odd. Perhaps it was a way to enhance their chances of survival.
But if that were the case, why didn't she raised them to begin with?
Hel looked into the gift of her mother, which she had kept ever since she was just ten years of age.
This is the only thing that her mother left for her at the end.
For a few faint seconds, Hel's emotions resurfaced into her mind, as she looked into this orb.
Only sorrow and desperation emerged as memories of such times, when their mother just left them in the middle of a jungle to fend by themselves, and how her two big brothers did everything to protect her…
Those times of pain and suffering… oh, they were so far away in the past now…
Filled with frustration over such memories she wanted to forget, Hel grabbed the orb with her hand…
"The only garbage you left me, mother… I am throwing it away, just like you did with me." She thought.
CLASH!
Hel threw the orb into the ground, making it shatter into pieces. The phantasmal essence inside slowly faded away, as what was left was a silent and dark room, with nothing for Hel to see anymore other than her own loneliness…
"…"
Hel's eyes were filled with resentment, but then, indifference quickly took over her mind, and then, irony. She smiled, and began to laugh like a lunatic, as if this was just a comedy… as if everything was just a very bad joke.
"Ahah… Hahahaha! Ahahahahaha! I have done it! I finally broke it! I… I…"
Hel looked into the shattered orb, as her eyes suddenly changed a bit, she gritted her teeth and furrowed her eyebrows.
She continued looking into the floor for a moment, as she seemed fixated into the shattered orb.
"I… I…"
She continued saying incoherencies, as she covered her face with her hands, and hid away the tears that somehow were resurfacing from her.
"Why… Why am I crying? I only feel hate… I only… I… Damn it… I am so weak… I am so pathetic…" she thought.
She looked into her own hands filled with tears, as she cleansed them hurriedly with her dress, waving her hand, the shattered orb disappeared into nothingness, leaving not even a fragment behind.
"These will be the last tears I shed as a goddess… I am now more than that… I am death… and the end." She said to herself, looking over the entire Realm of Helheim with her watchful crimson-red eyes, there was nothing that could stop her, nothing that would be able to fight against death and the end… she was unbeatable, and nobody could even fathom to defeat her.
…She filled herself with delusions, as she continued hiding away her sorrow and regret.
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