21

After many years since the witch hunt incident in France, Anastasia was bored with having nothing tempting to do in the meantime.

Michael, the archangel of faith, managed to succeed his father Yahweh and keep heaven's system active even with some small failures.

Azazel, the governor general of the fallen angels, made achievements such as creating a peaceful association called Grigori dedicated to helping humans unlock the potential his father expected.

Merlin Ambrosius, her adopted son and legendary wizard from Camelot, has made many achievements over the years including a unique system of magic aimed at using humans through equations.

She began to feel inferior for having so much power but not having the motivation to use it. Her childrens have made so many achievements and worked so hard while she has done nothing significant in the last two thousand years.

She was once queen of the fairies and a formidable warrior, but now she is nothing more than a woman who wanders aimlessly through the annals of history only as an observer never interfering with major changes in the world as if wanting to be forgotten by those who still have some memories about her existance.

So in the year 2003, Anastasia decided to do something different in honor of the turn of the millennium.

"Apollyon, I don't want to stand by and watch things happen anymore." She looks at the beautiful sky while speaking.

[Just act. I was already tired of seeing you in such a pathetic way brooding over the death of a friend for almost what? A thousand years?]

"He was my best friend, and also the first friend I had coming into this new world."

[But life goes on, get over it! That pure idiot wouldn't want you mourning over his death for so much time.]

"Okay, I admit I was wrong in that regard."

[So what are you going to do? Attack a pantheon, start a war, kill some god? I recommend challenging one of those two proclamed dragons gods, what's the name... Orpos and Little Blue, right?]

"It's Ophis and Great Red." She sighs.

[Who cares, they won't need a name when they die. Maybe for the tombstone, but we'll think about that later.]

"I will not pick random fights with the two dragon gods of this universe."

[Boring.]

"And you are childish, are you jealous that they are free dragons and you are sealed in my sword."

[Shut up. So... what are you going to do so magnificent if not fight.]

"Remember Lucifer's sacrifice to help Yahweh? Well, I've been thinking and he inspired me. I decided to start with him, better say his descendants, I'm going to visit the Lucifer family."

[What will you do when you see the rebellious little devil's family.]

"I'm going to visit Lilith, I miss that girl. It's a shame she was banned. She had a great potential if I had trained it properly."

[You could have done it, but you were busy acting secretary and then mourning your previous boss death.]

"Besides her, I think I'll visit their descendants. I remember he had a son, but it seems his son has a bad reputation around the world so how about correcting his personality a bit with the fists of love...they worked on Lucifer as I kept hitting."

[His screams were priceless and his battered face unforgettable. I think you gave those kids some good trauma, so much so that even pervert Azazel tried to keep himself in line for a while.]

"Alright, do you have any suggestions or can I go straight there?"

[Break your leg, I mean break their leg. It must be something like that, I think it has something to do with luck, but I don't understand why cursing someone would bring luck.]

"Well then, let's go." She casts a circle of magic and teleports directly to the underworld.

She arrives in a less inhabited area of the underworld, from there she begins a magic ritual to locate energies similar to Lucifer's.

"I found one." She prepares a teleportation circle to the exact place where she felt the presence.

When she finishes moving, she arrives at the place where a weak presence similar to Lucifer is being chased by two high-class devils.

'Well, I decided to interfere so why not start now.' She invokes Apollyon sword and makes a horizontal cut that launches black flames causing the complete carbonization of one of the devils.

"AHHHHH" The last breaths of life are audible as the devil screams in pain.

The small presence of Lucifer's energy does not stop running, watching from a safe distance the scene he tries to discern if it is to his advantage or not.

Anastasia notices the figure of a silver-haired child at the site of her favorite troublemaker devil's energy.

"What is happening. Raul?" The other devil looks panicked at his partner.

The attacked devil named Raul, is burnt to ashes and from that dust the flames continue to burn leaving nothing.

The devil looks around to locate what would have mortally wounded his ally and notices the presence of a beautiful woman who does not emanate any power, but it is impossible for a normal human to arrive alive at the place where they are, proving that she is the blamed for Raul's death.

"How dare you do that to Raul!" The devil launches a sphere of condensed energy from his demonic magic power.

"I dare to do many things. I dare to even do this..." The Apollyon sword, instead of being purely black, receives nocturnal blue markings that connect to form various symbols.

Anastasia brandishes the black and blue sword causing the weapon to emanate a wave not of black flames, but a wave of black and blue energy.

This attack isn't a flame capable of burning the target, it's actually a condensation of multiple curses that she mastered and compiled into a single attack. The result of this is to cause unbearable pain along with other more specific effects, among them the loss of physical control.

Upon being submerged by the wave of curses, the devil begins to scream in pain and insanity.

He sees angels and fallen angels surrounding him, all are attacking him incessantly with spears of light that destroy him little by little.

Bravely he fights by releasing compressed energy and furiously punching them as if his life depended on it.

After fighting his enemies he falls to his knees on the ground, to realize that he was actually attacking himself and there was no one around him, except that woman.

"Y-you what did you... cough cough... how?" The devil whose life was draining from his eyes questions with his last strength.

"I just cursed you." Anastasia calmly explains. "The dark blueish wave was filled with curses ranging from hallucinations to pain amplifiers and senses suppressors."

"I had no chance." He frowns furiously.

"No you didn't." She opens her hand creating a dark purple orb in her hand, immediately she squeezes it into her fist.

The devil starts coughing up blood and his body falls to the ground.

[That was overkill. You don't have a heart?] Apollyon judges.

"It was more efficient, now I have to go to the boy. Besides, that dead devil doesn't have a heart to be hurt anymore."

[Blowing hearts, not in the romantic way. It was quite ruthless.] The ego sword comment. "So what?" She asks receiving a praise from her partner. [I like it.]

She decides to ignore her psycho sword and go after the boy who emanated the same energy pattern as the Lucifer clan.

When teleporting creates a flash appearing in front of the boy.

"Hello..." She smiles.