Witch's Daughter And The Devil's Son

In the realm inhabited by divine beings called deities.

Hundreds of heavenly palaces seemingly made from the most delicate white jade and grandest precious materials could be seen in the clear blue sky, residences giving off majesty and dignity amidst the golden sunlight and white clouds…

Outside one such palace a beautiful woman in white dress was standing at the beautiful bridge from where she could see the mountains covered in white fog and water from the river was covering the ground below only to fall down the mountain to turn into a waterfall.

Her long copper brown locks fell in waves on her back that were moving along the breeze. Her eyes were shut, her face glimmered with divinity and was nothing less than a perfection. Her voluptuous body was covered in a long elegant white dress that touched the floor under her feet, hiding them entirely.

She was much prettier than any human, elves or even angels as everything seemed to fail in comparison to her.

A goddess.

She was a goddess, her entire persona radiating glorious divinity, and one could see she was someone powerful even among the pantheon of gods.

After some time, a female wearing a plain robe  appeared amidst the clouds, and she bowed before the woman in a white dress.

"This humble servant pays her respect to the Sovereign."

The woman slowly opened her eyes. She didn't turn to look at the newcomer and simply said in a calm voice, "Did you come bearing good news, Petra?'

Petra, who had her head lowered, replied with an apologetic tone. "Forgive my incompetence, my Sovereign. Though we found their trail and almost caught them, they managed to escape at the nick of time. Since we found their newly built hideout empty, all we could do was to destroy it. In their group, one was human and my brethren managed to harm her. I am sure she won't survive."

The woman in white, the goddess called Isis, had a sneer on her beautiful face, as she said in distaste, "A human?"

"Yes, to be exact, it seems like they had taken in a human female under their wings. Being a human, she could not easily run away from us."

Isis smiled, her expression looking holy despite the darkness in her deep gaze.

"Getting help from a person hailing from the weakest race? Seems like they are at their worst."

"They don't seem to have any other way, my Sovereign," Petra agreed. "They must be clutching at straws at this very moment."

"And the child?" Isis asked.

Petra lowered her head once more. "Forgive me. We could not find that child. She was not with them and we are still in the process of looking  where exactly they had hidden her."

"Such beautiful eyes," Isis commented with a smile, her face bearing infinite benevolence as her beauty caused her surroundings to brighten. "Those purple eyes that are like a set of the loveliest gemstones but…that child is meant to die in my hand. Such a pity."

"Though it's been only a few days in our realm, since they escaped to the mortal realm, almost two decades should have passed since that incident. That child would have awakened once she came of proper age, and when the time comes she turns into an adult, whatever means they put on her body would dissipate. There would be no way they would be able to continue hiding the essence of her powers. Not just us, but those existences in the mortal realm would sense her powers and want to have it. For as long as she's alive, they will go after her. She won't be safe anywhere, and that way, our people could find her more easily."

Isis listened without a change in expression. "What an unfortunate child. Once I get that power, that child will die in my hand—"

All of a sudden, the divinity surrounding the goddess fluctuated, the golden light briefly darkening as her beautiful face lost its composure.

"My Sovereign, what happened?" Petra asked in a panic.

Isis felt a tug on her power, as if something had shaken it, but then it disappeared just as fast as it came.

'That seal!' The goddess had a shocked expression on her face. 'To think that I will feel the existence of that seal once more…did something…?'

"My Sovereign?" Petra asked again.

The goddess didn't answer as she straightened her body, smoothing her expression back to her dignified self. Yet despite her attempts, the divinity surrounding her body continued to fluctuate as if to mirror her agitation.

'Since I can feel that seal again, it means she has returned to the world.' Panic rose in her mind. 'What a tenacious soul…to think you'll be able to be reborn once more…'

Petra was still waiting for Isis to answer her. From the manifestations affecting their surroundings, Petra could tell something was not right with her master. "My Sovereign, what…"

With a deep frown, Isis finally spoke to her servant, "You focus on finding Sierra's child."

Petra immediately bowed. "Yes, my Sovereign. I will send more of my brethren to the mortal realm to find that purple-eyed child."

"You can leave," Isis said with a dismissive tone, as if she could not wait for her to leave.

Petra left and Isis closed her eyes briefly, trying to suppress her anger.

'First, I need to make sure that I am not mistaken. I am yet to find that purple-eyed child and now this. If that Primordial is truly reborn, I cannot let that child and her come across each other. Before that…before that, I have to get that power from that child. Only then can I have sufficient power to fully deal with her. I will make sure her soul vanishes entirely this time, never to reincarnate again.'

As Isis was alone now, she decided to focus and find that seal's presence but...even after so many tries, she failed again and again which angered her.

'This time now one can protect her from me.'