I Became the Master of the Devil

[Izel, I have no doubts or regrets about helping you, but there is one thing I’m curious about.]

 

And then finally…

 

[Does Siani resemble me or the goddess?]

 

The empty spaces on the letter, which had felt strangely void, were gradually being filled.

 

[As the last soul fragment, does she resemble the goddess as expected?]

 

Last soul fragment…? My eyes stopped at that part for a long time. 

 

Siani Felicite is the goddess’s last soul fragment. What could this mean? 

 

“Last soul fragment, last, soul, fragment.” 

 

No matter how many times I repeated the words, nothing came to mind, and I couldn’t feel anything. It was as if they were a meaningless string of letters or some unfamiliar foreign language that just brushed past my mind. 

 

“…Hmm.” 

 

So, I passed over that part indifferently, as if it were just useless scribbling I couldn’t understand.

 

[It was an honor to leave your prophecy in this world with my own hands and then depart. It was my choice, so please don’t blame yourself, Izel.]

 

My mind, which had paused for a while, lit up again. Only after passing that part did the letters form thoughts and become readable.

 

[May you find freedom in that land, not as Princess Izel, but as the elementalist Seraphiel.]

 

“In the end…”

 

[From your friend, Claude.]

 

“Izel was alive after all,” I muttered quietly as I reached the end of the letter. 

 

An elementalist who completes a prophecy is supposed to die. But it was not Izel who left the prophecy about Redian becoming the crown prince—it was Claude. Which means… Claude revealed Izel’s prophecy through this letter, and that’s why she died. Izel, or rather the elementalist Seraphiel, was still alive. 

 

“The Madam Raphiel I just met was Izel.”

 

Right here, in this land of Pronaea.

 

No wonder. Her eyes looked so familiar.

 

Damn, this lousy author. Why do they always have to keep secrets like this? Why can’t they just explain it clearly?

 

I grumbled, recalling Raphiel’s serene, fairy-like appearance. Now it made sense why Redian looked so beautiful despite his ruthless nature… 

 

But I wonder if Redian would be happy to know his mother is still alive? Redian, who had called his uncle ‘that man’ after reuniting with him after decades, hardly seemed capable of familial affection.

 

“So, around this time, I always thought about the same thing.”

 

“If I had been born a little later in the colder season, I might have frozen to death. Why did I survive…”

 

But knowing that Izel had her reasons, it would be nice if the two could meet at least once. 

 

Ah, and I heard it’s been raining a lot in the capital. I wonder if Rere is okay.

 

Suddenly, I remembered how he had wandered through the forest in a storm, searching for me. Despite needing sedatives whenever it rained, he had searched for me with that sole purpose in mind.

 

“You said you get bored easily. You’ve decided I’m no longer useful and abandoned me.”

 

“I was looking for you. Master.”

 

As Redian’s words echoed in my mind, I found myself sinking into an odd feeling. Could he be thinking that I’ve abandoned him again this time?

 

During past possessions, I had never felt any lingering attachment after turning my back and leaving. But oddly, Redian kept coming to mind, whether I saw sunlight pouring into a carriage, people laughing together, or even nameless flowers blooming by the roadside. 

 

“I don’t know if this is loneliness, guilt, regret, or relief.” I let out a faint sigh. 

 

Huh?

 

With a crackling sound, the communication device flashed with light. 

 

Who could it be?

 

I stared at it, holding my breath for a while, but nothing unusual happened. Instead, the faint presence from the other side felt oddly familiar.

 

“…Daisy?”

 

{…}

 

I slowly opened my mouth to call out. “Daisy, it’s you, right? Where are you right now?” 

 

There was no answer, but it definitely wasn’t the strange man from before. Then it could only be Daisy! 

 

“Daisy.” 

 

Just as I grasped the communication device urgently with both hands— 

 

{You seem worried about your maid.}

 

My heart sank as a soft voice flowed through. 

 

{But why did you leave Daisy behind and go off alone?}

 

“…” 

 

Why does Redian have Daisy’s communication device? What on earth happened in the meantime? 

 

“Is that you, Redian? Where is Daisy now? Is she okay?” 

 

{Aren’t you curious about how I am?}

 

Redian’s tone was more gentle and soft than ever. 

 

{You should be more concerned about me, the one who waited for you here, rather than the maid who fled to save herself.}

 

But I couldn’t ignore the strange chill in his words. 

 

“Rere, how did you get this communication tool?”

 

{Sigh…}

 

There was a brief pause as if he sighed. 

 

{The promised time has long passed, Nia.}

 

“What…?” 

 

My fingers, gripping the tool, turned cold. 

 

{I naively let myself be deceived by a single word and waited for you all this time, Master.}

 

It was definitely Redian, but he wasn’t the Redian I knew. 

 

{You should have returned to me on your own two feet, as we promised.}

 

He was still speaking in his usual formal tone, whispering quietly, but his words were now tense as if he was clenching his jaw.

 

{Of course… that promise no longer matters now.}

 

It felt like he was telling me that the time he had set for us had ended, and our promise had been broken. 

 

{How is Pronaea? Is it as peaceful as the rumors say, filled with the goddess’s serenity?}

 

His voice suddenly shifted as if he were asking casually about a traveler’s experience, calm as though nothing had happened. 

 

{Are you growing tired of that quiet land?}

 

“…” 

 

{I’ll come get you soon. That place doesn’t suit you.}

 

With a final laugh, the communication line abruptly cut off.

 

* * *

“You think she hasn’t noticed anything?” 

 

{Yep. I told yu so.}

 

The rabbit doll nestled in Raphiel’s arms let out a puff of breath and mumbled. 

 

{If yu call her goddess, she’ll answer. That’s why Mori gave my humwork and tried my best.}

 

But that was just an unconscious reaction. Even people who have lost their memory reflexively respond when their name is called. However, it was similar to how they would tilt their heads in confusion when asked who they were. 

 

“Hmm… Well, even she didn’t recognize me.” 

 

Raphiel’s expression grew serious. It was understandable that Moriana, who hadn’t fully manifested yet, wouldn’t be recognized, but Siani hadn’t recognized herself either. Although Raphiel hadn’t expected Siani to immediately feel something upon meeting her, still… 

 

I even deliberately solved a puzzle in front of her and explained about those who could enter this place. But none of it had worked. It was as if the solid, invisible barrier around Siani was deflecting Raphiel’s words. 

 

{Why can’t goddess find her memuries even though she met Aunt who’s strunger than me?}

 

“Mori, the goddess’s existence is made up of countless souls transcending time and space.” 

 

Raphiel opened her memories, thinking of her dear Claude. But since that day, the shattered pieces of the goddess’s soul had scattered into various lives. 

 

“Those thousands of scattered souls gathered again to revive her.” 

 

Siani Felicite, the goddess’s last fragment, her human form. But now… she was no different from an empty statue. All of Siani’s memories and consciousness were not her own. 

 

“Countless identities, like Lee Juyong, Jesicca, Olivia—parts of the goddess are all jumbled up within her.” 

 

{So what do we do? Is the goddess just a doll?}

 

It meant that they had to retrieve the goddess’s ‘true’ consciousness, which had sunk deep into the Sea of Ananke. Her own true identity, her individual self. 

 

“If all else fails… we may have to throw her into the Sea of Ananke ourselves.” 

 

{Heeng? Devil!}

 

As Raphiel muttered seriously to herself— 

 

“Madam Raphiel, are you there?” 

 

“Oh my. What brings you here?” 

 

At the sudden knock, Raphiel opened the door to find Siani, who had returned from the hotel, standing there with her bag. 

 

“Sorry to bother you, but may I borrow the annex for a few days?” 

 

“I’m happy to, of course…” 

 

From Raphiel’s perspective, this was a chance to keep Siani by her side, so there was no reason to refuse. She could continue to trigger Siani’s memories. 

 

“But did something happen at the hotel?”

 

Despite what she had said earlier, Siani had returned much sooner than expected. 

 

“You said you planned to stay at the hotel for a week and look around the village, but you came back early.” 

 

At that moment, an unusual twilight, unlike anything seen before, began to cast over Pronaea’s sky.

 

“…Let’s call it mom’s chance.”

TL/N: Mom’s chance refers to situations where someone, often a young adult or a child, gains an advantage or benefit through family connections, particularly their parents, rather than through their own efforts. 

 

“Pardon?” 

 

“At least I won’t lose my mind in front of the mother I’ve just met.” 

 

Even Siani’s gaze, as she spoke the cryptic words, seemed resolute.   

 

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