The Devil's Cursed Witch

Beyond the world of mortals, in a realm inhabited by divine beings known as deities.

Hundreds of heavenly palaces seemingly made from the most delicate white jade and grandest precious materials could be seen in the clear blue sky, residences giving off majesty and dignity amidst the golden sunlight and white clouds…

Inside one of those palaces, an image of a woman could be seen sitting on a throne made of red gemstones with her eyes closed, her long eyelashes somewhat trembling, as if she was trying to focus on something.

If there were any words to describe her peerless appearance, it would be devastatingly beautiful.

She was the incarnation of the word ‘attraction’, from her long copper brown locks that fall in waves on her back, to her face that seemed to be nothing less than perfection, down to her ravishingly voluptuous body covered by a long elegant white dress that touched the white marble floor.

One glance and anyone would know that no human could be that beautiful–no, even elves renowned for their beauty or angels famous for their blessed looks could not compare.

A goddess.

The woman was a goddess, her entire persona radiating glorious divinity, and one could see she was someone powerful even among the pantheon of gods.

Her fair and delicate hands resting on the armrest of her throne trembled, those long slender fingers of hers gripping the frame of her throne.

‘Found it!’

An attractive smile appeared on her perfect lips, but it disappeared as fast as it came. A slight wrinkle appeared on her smooth forehead, yet even the act of her displeasure looked exquisite.

‘Almost caught it…but why did it disappear? As if a shroud had veiled it from my vision…’

As she opened her eyes, a glare brighter than the sun seemingly escaped her eyes as a hint of anger flashed inside them.

‘Who dares stop me?’

With her grip on the armrest tightening, a crack inevitably appeared on it, but the divinity surrounding her body flowed onto that crack and seemingly rewound time. In a blink of an eye, not a blemish could be seen on her red throne.

However, none of that mattered to the goddess. Her deep brown eyes, eyes that seemed to encompass all emotions at once, suddenly grew tranquil. It was as if the image of her growing upset was all but a trick of light.

Just then, someone entered the throne hall and kneeled in front of her.

“This humble servant pays her respect to the Sovereign.”

The beautiful divine being sitting on the throne moved her deep gaze towards the newcomer.

“You have come, Petra,” a voice that sounded like heavenly music echoed within the vast halls. “Did you manage to find the whereabouts of that Sierra and her child?”

The being called Petra lowered her head and replied, “Not yet, Lady Isis, my Sovereign. Our kind almost reached them but they managed to escape our grasp. My heart hurts to say they have been harmed as a result , but it could not be faulted as they brought harm to themselves by trying to resist your glorious benevolence.”

Goddess Isis closed her eyes to calm herself.

“How regretful…” her lovely voice remarked with a sigh, “…and that seal…”

Her servant was surprised to feel the throne hall shake. “M-My Sovereign?”

One second, Isis looked like she could burn this entire place in anger, and the next, it was as if that anger was but a mirage. Her deep gaze felt like they held bottomless emotions within them.

“I felt my seal,” the goddess said.

“By seal, you mean…the Primordial…?”

“How did she manage to be reborn?!”

And with those words, the throne hall shook once more.

“My Sovereign, I beg you to please calm down,” Petra, the most loyal servant of Isis exclaimed. “The Sealed One is but a soul in a mortal body, reborn as nothing more than a weak human due to your boundless kindness instead of eradicating her soul.

“My Sovereign, even if she is reborn, she will never get to know who she is as there is nothing that can break your powerful seal. A goddess like you who is on par with The Primordials, no one in the mortal realm can challenge your powers.”

But the goddess was not calm. “Something had shaken that seal! Whatever it is, it should be at least as powerful as mine! Do you think any of the older deities have noticed?”

Her servant lowered her head. “I believe none of them moved against you, my Sovereign. The heavenly realm would have been in an uproar had any of those beings higher than you in the pantheon moved. Since that is the case, only a being within the mortal world should have interfered.”

Fortunately, the shaking of the throne hall stopped. The divinity around Isis enshrouded the cracks caused by her anger, returning the broken white pillars back into their original state.

“Who can be this powerful in the mortal realm, powerful enough to hide her from my divine gaze?”

However, Petra had no answer to the question asked by her master.

Isis continued, “The seal I put had weakened, yet I cannot manifest my blessings in that world to strengthen it. Something is stopping me from reaching that seal. If that seal is broken, and once she remembers everything…the other Primordials might move.”

“Should I descend to the mortal world and personally oversee this matter, my Sovereign?”

Isis gritted her teeth before answering, “It would be useless. Darkness prevents my divinity from strengthening the seal. A darkness so powerful it can dominate the powers of gods, much less an angel like yours but…”

Darkness.

None of those in the current pantheon could wield it, but when the worlds were yet to be divided, back when Time was young, there was such a being, a supreme being above The Primordials…

Petra’s kneeling body shook. “Darkness belongs to Him. When He became the owner of Darkness to protect the heavenly realm, He had pledged to never meddle in the matters of the pantheon. My Sovereign, He would not break an oath to harm the gods…it cannot be His power…”

“I know,” the goddess agreed, “I know that is why this matter confuses me. Did that being break his vow? If so, He has to face the consequences.”

“Should I look into this matter?” the angel raised her head in determination.”He should be living in seclusion and has nothing to do with the heavenly nor the mortal realm. I believe there must be some other factors interfering in your matters…

“Darkness only belongs to Him,” the goddess repeated with a shake of her head, unable to make anything out of it. “I will keep tracking her through the seal, and since she has become a measly human, it won’t take long till I find her. This time, I will destroy her soul completely so that she will never be reborn again.”

“I shall gather more of my brothers and sisters to serve you once more, my Sovereign,” Petra declared. “Though it has only been a few days in the heavenly realm, the passage of time would make it almost two decades in the mortal realm. If the Sealed One has reincarnated right away, then my kind will search for a human girl of that age.”

The goddess leaned back on her throne. “I wonder which lowly human had given birth to her. A deity born from a human’s body. DisgustingI Such an existence doesn’t deserve to stay alive.”

The servant nodded. “Oh my Sovereign, as one of the strongest deities of the pantheon, your powers are immense. You can seal a Primordial Goddess in her peak, what more now she’s but an ant? I believe it won’t be long till you find her soul.”

Hearing those sweet words, a warm benevolent smile appeared on the goddess’s delicate rose-coloured lips, yet hidden in her seemingly holy gaze was a flicker showing her evil intentions.