BJ Villainess Chapter 361

All things are governed by relativity.

 

“Kuaargh!”

 

It means that someone’s nemesis can also be the nemesis of another.

 

“It’s Theresa! Run!”

 

I never really had much trouble dealing with the cultists of the Evil God before, but this was just on another level. No one could stop me after I absorbed Belial.

 

I turned around, feeling a bit awkward. “If you go in here, you’ll find the Fallen Altar.”

 

The two—to be specific, one angel and one human—stared at me intently.

 

“I’ve never done this little during a mission before.”

 

“Same for me.”

 

What a peculiar way of saying thank you.

 

“Let’s go in.”

 

Clang. The thick iron door, covered in an evil aura, opened with a heavy sound. It was clear evidence that the seal had been broken by someone’s intrusion.

 

If this follows the Fallen Altar episode, the Evil God, who has just completed the resurrection ritual, should appear now. But inside, it was quiet. On the altar, bathed in a single shaft of light, lay Deina, unconscious. That confirmed it. This was the final chapter episode.

 

When Deina is kidnapped in the final chapter, the player then controls Ilya. The original scenario had you find your way to the place where the ritual takes place inside the old Holy Seen.

 

When Ilya and the key party members entered the ritual site, a cinematic would automatically play. In the darkness and ominous surroundings, a black figure slithers like a snake toward Deina, who is collapsed on the ground. The moment Ilya attacks it with holy power, Deina regains consciousness.

 

“…”

 

But why isn’t anything happening?

 

“The Evil God should be appearing at this point. How strange.”

 

Ilya looked around as he answered. “It’s filled with evil energy, but I don’t sense any presence.”

 

We walked forward.

 

When will it appear? Now? Or maybe after we go a bit further? When we touch the altar? Before we knew it, we had reached the altar.

 

“Deina,” I called Deina cautiously, suspecting and doubting whether something had already happened and she had merged with the evil god.

 

At the sound of my voice, Deina flinched and slowly opened her eyes. “Master…?”

 

There were no unusual signs from her. Ilya checked too, and confirmed there was nothing wrong. The evil god still had not appeared.

 

“Why am I…? Where are we?”

 

“Let’s get out of here for now. It’s dangerous.”

 

When Deina staggered, Heden stepped in to support her. Since the evil god descended to the human realm through this altar, this place had become extremely ominous. At any moment, something evil could pop out. So, if the evil god hadn’t appeared yet, it was best to reseal the place as soon as possible.

 

Did something go wrong because the resurrection ritual was forced? This never happened in the game. That’s why it was hard for me to know what was happening. Still, since Deina was safely rescued, I thought I could breathe easy.

 

Bang! That was until the door closed in front of me after all my companions had left.

 

So we finally met?

 

A malice fundamentally different from all the energies I had absorbed so far was now at my back.

 

“…Are you the Evil God?”

 

Yes.

 

The evil god gripped my shoulder and began to squeeze. The chilling sensation seeped into my bones. Now, all my questions have been answered.

 

“You’ve been after me from the start, haven’t you?”

 

Correct.

 

“But why? I’m just a human.”

 

Think about it.

What makes you special?

 

“…That I’m not Theresa?”

 

Buzz.

Wrong.

 

A creepy laugh echoed in my ears—a strange sound, sounding both like a boy and an old man.

 

“So, I have some out-of-spec characteristic, huh? Maybe being a cultist of the Evil God who can shed tears?

 

And what else? That a human like me could so easily swallow the demon Belial?

 

Rules don’t apply to you.

That’s truly fascinating.

 

“So what?”

 

I grabbed the Evil God digging into my shoulder and spun around.

 

Oh.

 

Our eyes met, glowing blood-red, right in front of me.

 

Trying to devour me?

 

I swallowed a demon, why not an evil god too?

 

“…Ugh!” It felt like my insides were on fire. My whole body was turning to ashes. The sensation was too bizarre to be described as simply painful.

 

Bang! A loud noise came from the door. I could instinctively tell it was Ilya who caused it.

 

Ah.

I haven’t told you

Your most special trait yet.

 

The evil god’s mouth twisted as if it would tear apart.

 

I’m the one who called you here.

 

“…What?”

 

Didn’t you feel

Evil worshiping you?

 

Boom!! Before I could fully understand what the evil god meant, the door exploded. Attacks filled with holy power rained down, and the evil god’s form shrank as the black smoke sizzled and burned.

 

You holy dog…!

 

I was yanked back, forcibly separated from the evil god.

 

“Argh-!”

 

But the problem was that the evil god had already planted roots throughout my body. It felt like giant thorns were being ripped out all at once, bringing excruciating pain.

 

The only reason I didn’t faint was because of Ilya. He stepped in front of me, blocking the evil god.

 

The evil god, in his incomplete, thought-form state, slashed at Ilya. Perhaps Ilya had also unleashed his full power, as light shone through the cracks in his split skin.

 

“Get a hold of yourself, Theresa. Don’t be ruled by evil!”

 

How dare you—!

 

I forced my trembling body to stand. Rampaging evil energy surged through my bloodstream as if it had lost its way.

 

“The evil god can’t do anything to you. You’re already beyond his control.”

 

Yes… Every time I devoured one of the evil god’s cultists, I lost control of my body for a moment. But it was always brief, and I soon broke free.

 

“You said rules don’t apply to me.”

 

That evil worships me? What bullshit. If that was true, how do you explain nearly losing control of my body each time I devoured a priest? If the evil god’s control has weakened, it means I’ve seized it for myself.

 

Now I see the truth. Why did the evil god do something so reckless? What was he wary of? It was because I grew too powerful to be used as the evil god’s new vessel.

 

Once my mind calmed, the evil energy began to respond to my will. I absorbed the shrinking evil god.

 

■oolish ■■man!

Do y■■ trust the an■■■!

 

The evil god’s words shattered into fragments, but I understood.

 

Do I trust angels? No, that’s wrong. I trust Ilya!

 

“I don’t need the Evil God anymore!”

 

■ ■■■ ■■ ■■ ■■■!

 

The evil god shrieked in a final, desperate cry, scattering black thorns everywhere. Luckily, most of the attacks were blocked by my will, but not all of them. Ilya had stakes the size of tent poles embedded in his abdomen, shoulder, and thigh. But thanks to him, I was unharmed.

 

It’s over now!

 

Coughing up blood, I mustered my last strength. Now only child-sized, the evil god struggled as he was bound by chain-like shadows and dragged below. The thick shadows that covered everything like a domain gathered where the evil god disappeared and shot straight toward me. They pooled at my feet. I felt a strange resistance from the ground, realizing I wasn’t just standing on a shadow.

 

“Sigh…”

 

I absorbed all the evil.

 

[Final Quest: Resurrection of Evil (Complete)]

 

If this were a real game, a quest completion window would have popped up.

 

I approached Ilya, who was still standing firm, as if guarding the way. “Lord Ilya, are you o—”

 

Ilya wasn’t just standing there, relishing the end of the battle. He was… breaking apart. It was the result of going all out to eliminate the evil god.

 

“Lord Ilya!” I caught him as he collapsed forward.

 

What is this? How do I fix it? There was never a setting for this in the game. The world after his disappearance was never described.

 

“Please, please…”

 

Desperately, I poured all my power into him. Evil energy responded to my will, rising like a black shroud to wrap his shattering body like bandages. The powerful healing force knit together his porcelain-cracked skin, but the breaking was much faster.

 

Meanwhile, priests appeared.

 

“Over here!”

 

“Hey, that’s Cardinal Ilya!”

 

It seemed Deina and Heden had brought all the priests and armed forces with them. They fell silent upon seeing Ilya’s dire state. They must have realized, instinctively, that it was all over and that Ilya had paid a great price.

 

Ilya took my hand. “The…resa…” Then, he pulled off the signet ring from his pinky and slid it onto my ring finger. “Wait for me…” With those words, he vanished without a trace.

 

“Lord Ilya!”

 

* * *

“Lord Ilya.”

 

Ilya opened his eyes to a calm, emotionless voice.

 

A softly glowing pearly ceiling. Gold-embossed decorations could be seen there. It was the place he had been before descending to the human realm for his trial. As he slowly sat up, he felt the air full of the blessing of the Holy God, completely different from the empty human world. It was a familiar and comforting sensation.

 

Turning to the side, Ilya saw his aide bow respectfully.

 

“Congratulations on your safe return.”

 

At least, the Fear was finally over. He had returned as the Archangel Ilya.