A Sacrilege.

The love between a god and the incarnation of a demon has aroused the anger of the Gods.

Rhaia's memories were forcefully pulled out and all she could do was nothing but watch.
She, the demon Queen was the result of a betrayal between Gods and Demons and now she was being punished for seducing the prince of the Gods. The pure love between them has become a game of chess in the hands of others.

Nine lifetimes of doom and damnation!

'But wasn't this punishment a bit too light? She should have been thrown into the abyss instead and handed over to the devils.'

Rhaia heard the murmurings of the Gods and smiled. Her beloved's memories have also been wiped off and he had been forced into sleep.


Soon a twinkle flashed within the depths of her eyes, a sly smile on her lips.

'Who needs memories when the feelings are sincere and the love is real?'  She thought.

Her eyelids finally closed covering the blue pupils within them.

Rhaia journeys through different worlds looking for her missing half without memories of the past on both their parts.

Will she  survive and get what she wants in the scheme and traps of others when all she could do is go on?




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RHAIA

Zeddicus watched Rhaia leave the space room, before he pulled out an object from inside his sleeves. It was the newborn soul he needed for his sister. All he was waiting for, was that old crook to come retrieve it. As much as he hated to admit it, he knew Helfarus loved his sister and was even more desperate than him to see her live again. 


Zeddicus let out a sigh, well even at that, he would not let him get what he wanted easily. He had put Alaia through so much pain due to his identity. He snorted, 'Gods were really asses with their noses stuck up high in the air'. 


"Zeddicus, I felt the fluctuations of a soul, is my nephew's lover back from her journey?" 


"Well talk about think of the devil and he shall appear" Zeddicus murmured in a shallow voice. 


Helfarus laughed out loud, he was happy, his body felt light, because he knew that what he sought had been found. 


ARC 2 - A TYPICAL CINDERELLA STORY