"Why you, huh?" Odette whispered to herself, her memories drifting back to the events.
The exiled god she had met had been summoned as a last desperate move by her enemies to drag her down with them.
It was a powerful move, but in the end, she was able to bring an end to it.
But before she could, the same ending repeated, with the exiled god also becoming desperate, and in a last act of defiance, it attacked furiously, managing to slash open her neck and injecting its poison into it.
But to call it poison was redundant. It was a curse, one that haunted her with the feelings of death.
She could hear the screams and whispers, luring her to death, with the core emotion being that she had no one but herself against the world.
"Why struggle against pain if no one cares for your existence?"
"If your death won't hurt anyone, and if you will forever remain alone until your death?"
"What difference would it make to prolong it?"
