Heimer bent slightly at the waist, extending a hand towards Tendou Kisara.
"—Miss Tendo."
"With your body as it is, forget about killing all those responsible for your parents' death. Merely staying alive is already taking all your effort."
"And even if you could kill one or two, what then?"
"Dying exhausted in a dialysis room?"
"Or being shot dead by the police who arrive on the scene?"
"That kind of ending is far too boring."
Heimer shook his head, his tone tinged with regret.
"If you're going to take revenge, do it thoroughly."
"Not only kill your enemies."
"But also destroy the order they built, crush their pride, make them watch in despair as everything they possess turns to ashes."
"That is the true Tendou-style revenge, is it not?"
These words were like the whispers of a devil in her ear.
Each sentence pierced the most hidden, most insane corners of Tendou Kisara's heart.
Yes.
She didn't want to die such a wretched death.
She wanted to win.
To win gloriously, to trample the Tendou Family underfoot!
"Therefore, I can... give you these things."
Heimer's voice continued.
"A healthy body."
"Power that surpasses limits."
"Even..."
Heimer paused, the faint smile at the corner of his mouth deepening.
"If you perform well enough, if one day in the future, you bring glory to me,"
"I might even consider..."
"Retrieving your parents from the underworld."
*Boom—!*
To Tendou Kisara, these words were more explosive than the hundred truths she'd just heard combined.
Her pupils dilated to their absolute limit.
For a moment, her breathing stopped completely.
"Re... resurrection?!"
Tendou Kisara trembled as she uttered those two words.
Bringing the dead back to life.
That was something she didn't even dare to imagine.
"Is it hard to understand?"
Heimer looked as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"For mortals, death is the end."
"But for a god..."
"Death is merely moving to a different place to live."
"Although it's a bit troublesome, and I have to exploit some loopholes, and incidentally fight a few old geezers..."
Heimer rubbed his chin.
"But it's not impossible."
"After all, I am a god."
A god.
That single word.
At this moment, it weighed heavily in Tendou Kisara's heart.
If it was for revenge before.
Then now.
There was one more reason she couldn't refuse, one she would grasp even if it meant going to hell.
Parents...
That mother who always smiled gently.
That stern yet upright father.
As long as she could see them again.
Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance.
Even if this was a demon's lie.
She was willing to bet everything!
"I'm willing!"
Thus.
Before Heimer could state the conditions.
Tendou Kisara already had her hands on the ground, head lowered, her black hair falling to cover most of her face.
Interesting.
"Lift your head."
Heimer's voice was not heavy.
Tendou Kisara slowly lifted her head.
On her face, still stained with dried tears, her eyes held an almost insane obsession.
"You don't have to kneel."
Heimer reached out, supported Tendou Kisara's shoulders, and applied a gentle force.
"Since you've decided to become part of my Familia, there's no need for this posture."
Tendou Kisara stumbled to her feet, still tightly gripping the cursed blade yuki kage.
Familia?
"What is a Familia?"
Tendou Kisara did not understand this term.
However.
Since it was spoken by this god, it should be some kind of contractual relationship.
"Simply put, it's accepting my Falna and becoming my child."
Heimer's answer was quite casual.
"I will give you power, and in exchange, you must fight for me and win glory for me."
"Of course, you can also complete your revenge while you're at it."
"After all—"
Heimer smiled slightly.
"Your revenge is quite spectacular in its own right."
"It couldn't be more suitable as the opening act of the first scene."
Tendou Kisara didn't quite understand his words.
What first act? What opening scene?
But she could understand the most crucial part.
This god would not only not stop her from taking revenge.
He was even encouraging her.
"Then... what is the price?"
Tendou Kisara still had some doubts.
"Didn't I just say it?"
Heimer tilted his head.
"Become my Familia."
"Fight for me."
"Win glory."
"It's that simple."
Tendou Kisara fell silent.
He made it sound so light.
This was completely different from the harsh conditions she had imagined.
For example, signing a contract of indenture, surrendering her soul, or becoming some kind of tool.
This man who claimed to be a god only wanted her to fight and win glory.
For someone who lived by the blade and whose belief was revenge...
It was practically a gift.
"Could it be... you don't have any other requirements?"
Tendou Kisara couldn't help but ask.
"Like what?"
Heimer heard this, raised an eyebrow, and asked back.
"Like... my body, my soul, or... something else?"
At this point, Tendou Kisara blushed involuntarily.
Heimer finally understood.
"Are you wanting to offer yourself to me?"
"That sort of thing is still too early for you."
"Before I officially bestow my Falna upon you—"
Heimer raised his right hand.
"Let me first give you a grand gift."
"As the opening ceremony for your first revenge as my Familia."
"Snap!"
The crisp sound of a finger snap echoed at an altitude of ten thousand meters.
Tendou Kisara only felt her vision blur.
The surrounding scenery twisted and stretched in an instant, then completely collapsed.
The next second—
When Tendou Kisara's vision regained clarity, she found herself standing in a completely different place.
Under her feet was a marble floor.
Above her head was a crystal chandelier.
Surrounding her were gorgeously decorated walls and floor-to-ceiling windows.
And—
More than twenty pairs of eyes were staring at her.
"Wha—!"
The first to make a sound was a middle-aged man in a white suit.
He was standing in front of a huge conference table, and the folder in his hand dropped to the floor with a "clatter."
Tendou Kisara looked around.
This was an extremely spacious conference room.
The dome chandelier was dazzling, priceless oil paintings hung on the surrounding walls, and outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was the night view of the Tokyo Area, with the brilliant lights in full view.
Around the conference table sat about twenty people.
They were all middle-aged and elderly men in formal attire.
Every person's face was currently filled with disbelief.
Directly in front of the conference table—
Sat a young girl.
Her snow-white skin glowed with a soft luster under the lights.
She was wearing a pure white dress.
She was so exquisite that she didn't look like a human.
More like a carefully carved work of art.
She was the nominal supreme ruler of the Tokyo Area.
—Seitenshi.
And at this moment.
In this young ruler's sapphire-like eyes, there was nothing but shock.
"What... is going on...?"
Her voice was soft but trembling.
After all.
In front of her.
Two people.
Had just suddenly appeared out of thin air.
"Guards! Gua—"
An official closest to the door, seeing this, subconsciously wanted to call for help.
But his voice got stuck in his throat the next second.
Because he discovered.
His body couldn't move.
Not just him.
Everyone present, whether sitting or standing, looked as if they had been frozen in place.
Only their eyeballs could still move.
...
-------------------------
If you enjoy this story, you can read 70+ advanced chapters on Patreon!
Webnovel will keep getting 1 new chapter every day but Patreon readers can stay far ahead.
Maybe it's not a big deal now… maybe it will be later.
[email protected]/Rexlent
"And If you're enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!"