King of succubus

To hear her, any definition of a primitive world is doomed to failure.

In fairytales, creatures are born pure and devoid of all wickedness; with pure emotions like gods and white hearts like rock water.

But unfortunately, this was not the nature of our existence. Instead of talking about holiness, we were like the embodiment of evil; evil, huh?

Speaking about evil, this simple but yet more complex word than saintliness, was the one that defined me perfectly.

Recognition, Benevolence, Joy, Fun, Love, Gratitude, Admiration, Hope, Pride, Inspiration, Compassion, Serenity, Curiosity, and so on. All these positive emotions were perverted in other forms of kinds that embody evil.

My love was not love for others but for the massacre. I liked to kill, no, I loved taking people's lives. The first time I slew a living entity, it was a strange beast that had no physical shape, but even I, who was unaware of happiness, had felt something that is now described as happiness.

In the "hope" of reliving this feeling of "happiness", I did not hesitate once to "inspire" myself with others to achieve the "Serenity" which is very different from the common serenity.

I believe that with a little hindsight, many people, including me, confused good and evil. We thought they were two. Not like two sides of the same coin, but two Siamese sisters.

In this case, how could this chaotic era change so much?' Alvine frowns, always deeply immersed in his thoughts.

'For some reason, or perhaps by intuition, I believe that the Crystaluses are linked to this change. But...-

"Yes, we were no different from the others." Azalea's voice drags him out of his thoughts.

"...Or at least, that's what we thought. According to our archives, our first queen, a kind of maternal grandmother for me, began to learn the rules of the only law that prevailed at that time. Our race was not constantly intimidated but was feared by our neighbors. In addition to canceling their strengths that they are so proud of, we crushed them like vulgar slugs with our soles; and without side effects above all.

-We were not called Crystaluses, we were like humans, without a proportional difference. In fact, we thought we belonged to the same species as humans because of the absence of these crystals embedded in our sternums." She mumbles with distant thoughts while unconsciously touching the red crystal in her chest.

Her expression alone was enough that she did not consider the crystal as a blessing.

But no one questions her about this, perhaps out of impatience to know everything about this breed that no one knows more than themselves.

'It explains some shady areas. Like what, I had not witnessed this glorious era that was theirs.' Alvine mutters in his thoughts with suspicious eyes as if he were trying to untangle the false from the truth in his thoughts.

'According to her explanations, they were regent creatures at a given time. But I can't deny her words since I spent almost all my time hibernating. Now that I think about it, I don't remember exactly when the era of the gods began.

-I woke up during one of my periods of sleep and realized that the chaos had almost been wiped out of the immense void. To believe that universal laws regulate themselves to prevent the great collapse.'

It was only when Azalea calmed her emotions that she continued.

"While we were content to follow the only law still present, and ended up adopting, an obstacle stood up over our way." She says with a serene air, but all three interlocutors frown when they notice her hand shaking slightly.

"He appeared, a deformed entity and without the use of real life, COD; he presented himself as such." At that moment, it was no longer an impression, but a terror that she could no longer hide from others.

"COD?" Alvine repeats after her.

"Yes, creator of gods."

"Ho? Creator of gods? I think I've already heard this nickname somewhere." Alvine mutters with impertinence while looking Askald in the eyes.

"Wasn't it you who pretended to be this so-called COD?" He asks Askald this question.

The latter smiles slightly following Alvine's interrogation that he took for a joke. "No, I don't think I have so much ego, my lord." He answers his joke with another.

"I'm serious, Askald. Besides, Tifania’s presence among us is practically tied to this story, am I wrong?" This time, Alvine's question was destined for Tifania.

The latter immediately nods her head and looks at Askald. "Yes, I even remember fighting against him. But I can't understand why he pretended to meet me for the first time during our second meeting on this planet." Throughout her explanations, her eyes did not leave Askald once.

The latter frowns, smelling a bad pickaxe. "That explains why you are so suspicious of me, Miss Tifania. But I don't remember meeting you before. So talking about a duel between us is impossible; otherwise, you would not be alive at the current time." Askald replies with a slight touch of vehemence in his tone.

Seeing Tifania accusing him of something he was not responsible for was anything but pleasant to his taste; especially in front of his lord.

As for Tifania, even if she seems dissatisfied with his arrogance she keeps her cool. "In this case, how did you know where my fellow beings are? You just said that you sent your troops to protect them; unless I have a bad hearing." She then asks in a sarcastic tone.

"Hey, it's getting annoying this story. Why would I attack your planet? It makes no sense for me to attack you while my lord is having fun alone."

"Have fun? Do you think I'm having fun right now?" Alvine then asks with a sneaky smile.

Feeling a strange threat numbing his nerves, Askald immediately catches himself up. "It sounds wrong in my thoughts; I meant... while you fought a battle." He stammered with an ironic smile.

"Anyway, where exactly does this story come from?" He asks for severe air while staring at Tifania.

The latter still looked angry. "Don't try to divert my question. How did you know where my army is housed? Isn't it rather because you already knew the way? That's not surprising since you went not so long ago." She fulminates these words with sudden anger when she sees the person guilty of the death of several hundred of her army feigning ignorance.

'Ah, I had forgotten that this woman also had her character. But I doubt that Askald is responsible for all this.' Alvine mumbles in his mind while taking his luggage and letting the two explain themselves without the slightest intention of getting involved.

While Askald was just on board the explosion, he exhaled all the bubbling air that was in his lungs, lest he lose control over him.

He then looks at Tifania. "I knew it 'cause I asked one of your commanders."

Tifania's eyes immediately lost their bloodthirsty gleams. "I...I didn't know it.

"Yes, you didn't know it, 'cause this detail doesn't matter too much. Excuse me for taking the initiative to settle the mess you left behind, Miss Tifania!" He retorts sarcastically.

"This is not the time to quarrel about such trivial things." Seeing the two take more time, Alvine made his smashing entrance.

He then lost interest in both and looked at Azalea who had become silent again. "In addition, I think Azalea has more explanation to give us to help us solve this mystery, am I wrong?"

"Sigh, even if I don't know who this so-called person who pretended to be Sir Askald was. But I can say something anyway, the two monarchs were both sealed in two pyramidal and independent crystals. I know it because I was the one who had custody of it." His intervention washed Askald of any form of accusation.

Having no choice but to recognize her sins, Tifania looks aside while mumbling with a heavy heart. "I...am sorry."

"It's all on your sheet." Askald retorts, always frustrated with Tifania who almost made him look like a traitor.

But feeling that this is not the time, he abandons all his negative feelings and looks at Tifania with a satisfying smile.

"But you still made the right decision. The person behind this fact probably wanted to push you to bind you against my lord."

"Yes, it holds the road. Nelpheime is the sneaky kind, she’s ready to do anything to get powerful allies by her side to increase her chances of getting a perfect victory." Azalea mumbles in her side, supporting Askald's hypotheses.

She then looks at Tifania. "The monarch of souls’ right, you were insightful and open-minded when you decided to come and question Alvine directly instead of labeling him as an enemy." She adds, complimenting Tifania in turn.

As for Tifania, she immediately turned to proud after hearing the compliments of Askald and Azalea. "Hahaha! I'm not so easy to fool. They got the wrong target. We can say that they even obtained the opposite result; it will teach them to underestimate my wisdom!"

"Please, I've heard enough, don't force me to add you all to my list dedicated to brainless idiots." Alvine suddenly interrupts the only moment of joy throughout the meeting.

"..."

His words naturally created confusion with everyone towards him.

"You say she made the right decision? Have our enemies made the wrong decision to target her? What bullshits are you going to tell me again, you three?" According to his words and tone, he was in anger.

And according to the glee in his eyes, he was disappointed with them.

This sudden mixture of disappointment and sarcasm on his part made the three mute and lost at the same time in the conversation.

"Sigh, the person who disappoints me the most in this story is you, Askald. As the supreme general of my army, you are the one who must be more careful not to fall into these kinds of traps."

"I don't understand. My lord, do you insinuate that she made the wrong decision by coming to discuss directly with you instead of believing directly in your invasion?" Askald asks with an uncertain air.

"No, she didn't make the wrong decision, but the worst." Alvine retorts immediately.

"Huh?" The three exclaim together.

"Ignorance is a virtue; ah, that I miss this word, even if I would have liked not to pronounce it in such a situation." He mumbles these words with a pitiful look while looking at the ceiling with a sigh.

But Askald immediately shook his head and made a colossal effort to express himself.

"Wait, wait, my lord. No matter how much you scolded us, this is not how we will understand the situation, not to mention your deception." After some supplementary efforts, He managed to place these lines after forgetting his ego.

Throughout his sentence, he taps the table with his index finger and has a very regular rhythm as if he were composing before being in the studio.

"Think for a second, anyone who is endowed with intelligence should understand this fact. This woman was a puppet who perfectly played her role while ignoring that she was one."

"...Me, a puppet?" Tifania asks in a somewhat bad mood.

She was not the only one by the way, the other two were perfectly of the same opinion as her.

Having no other choice, Alvine up to explain himself after giving them a last chance to understand the situation for themselves.

"Don't take it badly, comparing yourself to a puppet is to prevent you from feeling like an idiot. Um, people sometimes need these kinds of excuses to hide their nonsense. However, you had been fooled as a beginner; even if the term being led by the tip of the nose would perfectly explain your naivety, Tifania, the queen of wisdom."

Naturally, it was not a compliment, even an idiot could understand it.