Volume 12 Chapter 32 Kyrie Eleison
Ice was staring wide-eyed at it.
Kyrie should have been right next to her. They had been talking about how to face sin and about prayer.
But now, Kyrie was nowhere to be found. Suddenly, Kyrie's arm lifted as if it was moving on its own, snapping her fingers――like she had never been there at all.
"...Kyrie, san..."
In shock, Ice murmured, then tightly closed her eyes. She thought about her own mistakes and the sacrifice that Kyrie had made.
"...It's too early to pray...!"
Ice started to run. She sent out her ice bird and strengthened her search.
* * *
Rollo was watching this Kyrie, wondering what this split self was thinking.
Sitting small on the ground, she surprisingly clasped her hands together and was praying to the master.
"That creator, huh~? What a useless guy~!"
Rollo poked Kyrie's chest with her fingers, teaching her.
"To all gods, they are both the parent and a being to be despised. According to the creator's script, countless gods suffered and died. And they even forced obligations on them."
'Bless the humans. Share your power with them. Their faith will become your strength.'
"What do they mean 'your strength'?! If you have a physical body, you just need to eat food, but now you have to be a 'god' and gather faith to avoid disappearing!"
Rollo twisted her mouth and continued to complain.
"And in the end, when you die, you become a Demon just like humans, right? What are they thinking? Plus, when you die, your powers are taken away, and that's what's replacing Loki in the heavenly realm!"
Kyrie doesn't say anything. She stares at Rollo, her teeth clenching tightly.
"...Well, Rollo used to think like this, but actually, I've changed my mind recently~♡."
Rollo moves her fingers and reaches for Kyrie's neck.
"Isn't it amazing that Rollo, who was originally a god, could fall so low like this?"
Rollo giggles.
"To escape from the prison, we had to split up, and then everyone scattered~. Since then, I've been living as the weakest demon~?"
Rollo talks with a smile stuck on her face.
But suddenly, she looks at a nearby frozen puddle and laughs at the darkness reflected in her own eyes.
So, in a cheerful singing tone, Rollo continues.
"I've been tricked, hit, violated, and killed, and that's just the beginning~. Even though I have nothing, they keep taking more and more from me~. Isn't that amazing?"
Rollo tightens her grip around Kyrie's neck a little more. Kyrie, with tears falling, can't look away from Rollo.
"Kyrie-oneesan, you're pretty strong, aren't you~? Weren't you on the taking side? So, what does it feel like to be on that side~? Tell me~♡."
Rollo asks while recalling memories.
"What does it feel like to suddenly throw a sl*ve you've been kind to for years into a pack of starving hellhounds, completely n*ked? What's it like to strip all the flesh off and just leave the veins and organs, testing how long they can survive? Why would you keep someone as furniture for years and not let them move?"
Kyrie's expression fades as Rollo talks. After hearing about the depths of hell beyond fear, what is Kyrie thinking?
Rollo gently speaks up.
"Hey, you know~? Being violated is actually kind of a blessing, you know~? The pain isn't that bad~. There are quite a few losers who like whips, but those aren't really that painful either~."
So, Rollo continues.
"When you get sold, it's a pretty useful move to stimulate your sexual desire as much as you can, you know~? That way, you just end up as a s*x sl*ve, right? Compared to being turned into a real toy, it's way, way better~♡."
Rollo says this with a smile. Then Kyrie suddenly asks.
"...Why, though...?"
"Hmm?"
"Why do you think it's good to be in a world where even gods can fall so low...?"
"..."
Rollo answers with a grin.
"Well, it's obvious, isn't it~? No matter how great or strong you become, you can't stay that way forever, right? That means they will definitely get their comeuppance someday, right~?"
Kyrie is taken aback by Rollo's explanation.
"If even gods can fall this low, then those demons, who are just regular demons, should have an even higher chance of falling someday."
That is a comfort for the weak.
"If I think that way, I can endure the situation, and I don't have to go crazy with revenge. Rollo wants to forgive everything, forget everything, and be happy."
Because even without Rollo doing anything, those guys will end up suffering on their own.
The world, and hell, are structured just as desired.
"The creator isn't a great guy, but I have to admit~ the design of the world is pretty good~."
Blessing. Everything in this world is said to be the blessing of the creator.
Rollo, Kyrie, the snow piling up in Nilfheim, the surface world beyond the great dungeon tower, and even the clouds in the heavenly realm, all of it.
"But still, if you're going to pray, I think it's better to pray to another god or maybe the Demon King."
Rollo says to Kyrie.
"Gods and the Demon King give you something in return, you know? Like magic or sorcery. The creator doesn't give you anything! So, if you're going to pray, you should stick with them."
That's how Rollo tells Kyrie.
Then Kyrie tightens her lips and looks at Rollo, and then she clasps her hands together.
And she says.
"Lord, have mercy on me."
"..."
A prayer. Kyrie doesn't pray to either God or the Demon King. Rollo quietly watches her.
"Kyrie has done a lot of bad things..."
While praying, with her eyes closed, Kyrie says.
"The bad things I did were pretty normal for a demon, but I've seen long-lived demons, strong demons, getting more and more intense."
Rollo thinks. The one that comes to mind is Kyrie's father, Captain Chiero.
"...Papa was calm at first, but he started to get more extreme and twisted. I think it's because he's getting bored and losing interest in everything."
Boredom. For a demon, it's a scarier feeling than pain or suffering.
After all, boredom is the only end for a demon, a feeling that brings about decay.
...Now that she thinks about it, the demon that made Rollo suffer the most might have been afraid of decay. Living a rich, blessed life with few changes.
That was definitely a sign that it was getting closer to the end of decay.
"Like that, Papa went crazy and hurt a lot of people... and in the end, he got eaten by Rollo."
Kyrie lets out a small smile.
"Even if the degree is different, surely Lillu, Gand, and... Kyrie too, are the same."
Kyrie opens her eyes and stares at Rollo.
"So, in my prayers, I don't want to ask for anything in return. I don't want to ask for forgiveness. But..."
A tear falls from Kyrie's eyes as she looks straight at Rollo.
"Everyone is gone, and it's painful and sad... So, at least..."
Kyrie closes her eyes again.
"Lord, have mercy..."
"...Hmm..."
Rollo pulls Kyrie closer.
"Does that mean you're ready?"
"...Lord, have mercy."
"Hehe~♡ That's nice. Kyrie-oneesan, I actually really disliked you, but... I think it's good. Not asking for forgiveness for your wrongdoings, that's nice."
Rollo leans in closer to her neck. Touching, biting softly. The skin, the flesh.
She gnaws, chews, and swallows. Blood drips from Rollo's mouth as she releases Kyrie.
"Ah... Lord, have mercy...!"
"Kyrie-oneesan."
Rollo gently smiles at Kyrie.
Kyrie's eyes are closed, so she probably doesn't know what's happening.
"I'll take on that sin, I'll swallow it for you."
"Lord, have mercy...!"
Kyrie repeats, enduring the pain. Rollo slowly chews and swallows her, little by little.
"Lord, have mercy..."
"Kyrie-oneesan, you'll lose everything, but I won't leave any sin or suffering behind."
"Lord, have mercy...!"
"So, don't worry, okay?"
"Lord, please, have mercy...!"
"I'll take on everything, so don't worry."
From then on, Rollo silently and calmly devours Kyrie.
"Lord, have mercy..."
Calmly.
"Lord, have mercy...!"
Calmly.
"Lord, have mercy...?"
Calmly.
"Lord, have mercy..."
Calmly.
"...Lord, have mercy (Kyrie eleison)."
...Calmly.
And so, Rollo stands alone in the darkness of the rubble-filled alley, having consumed all of Kyrie's blood, flesh, and bones.
"Rollo-chan, I found you...! Where's... Kyrie-san...?"
Ice arrives at the scene. Rollo turns around and smiles brightly.
"Ice-sama, nice timing~! Hey, I have something I want everyone to know~♡."
"...Rollo-chan. Could it be, already...!"
"Rollo is going back to the Demon King Castle's audience room~. So, everyone come along~♡ Rollo will be waiting and getting ready~!"
After finishing her words, Rollo snapped her fingers. Ice immediately shouted, "Wait!" and sent an ice bird flying.
However, for Rollo, who had regained all her copies, her location and space were trivial matters.
The ice bird sliced through the air. Rollo's figure vanished.
This was different from before. It wasn't just an illusion that made her seem to disappear; with just a snap of her fingers, Rollo truly left that place.
"...I couldn't make it in time..."
Ice bit her lip hard. Then, she started running again, breathless.
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