Kivas Chariot is struck by the sun—an event that corrupts her soul beyond repair. 

In such a pathetic state, she's transported into the midst of a cosmic ritual, performed by three eldritch beings beyond comprehension. 

Overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of their presence, her fractured soul erupts in a desperate tantrum, shattering the terrifying rite. 

Yet beneath their monstrous forms, one of the entities reaches out to her gently—soul to soul—and asks a simple, warm, and comprehensible question. 

“What is it you truly desire?” 

Tears welling, Kivas whispers from the depths of her being. 

"I want to be loved!” 

The entity grants her wish. 

But not directly. 

Now, somehow awakened in a strange new world, Kivas discovers something bizarre—there are stats, HP, MP... even classes and skills. 

In a world where time matter less and power are more rampant, Kivas attempts to strive and live her brand new life.

"How are you feeling, darling?" Samael asked as she helped Kivas stand, stabilizing her new state.


"Certainly, much different than usual."


It had been a while since Kivas checked her Well of the Soul and noted her progress in private training. This was a good time to open it again.


After a while, Kivas had developed a habit of focusing too much of what is at hand, ignoring the progress of her own strength and divinity as she could personally gauge it by just living and performing activity.


In a way, she didn't really need to rely on seeing numbers to excite herself of her own progress.


🧠 Intelligence Quotient (IQ): 9253 


Chapter 136 - The End Of The Defensive War With The Hollow Aequor