CHAPTER 81: MURDER NIGHT PART 3

I take off the helmet and kiss her, surprising her with the sudden kiss. Her body trembles slightly, but her mouth follows the rhythm as my eyes stare into her black eyes.

I soon break the kiss, a silver thread of saliva forming. She is now completely healed.

"It doesn’t hurt anymore, does it little one?" I say with a smile, and she shakes her head affirmatively.

"What’s your name?" I sit beside her now without the helmet as I start a conversation.

"I-I don’t have one..."

’What a pitiful life’ If it wasn’t for the system, I would have already killed her.

"So who is that man who yelled at you? And why does he treat you that way?"

"M-My dad...h-he d-doesn’t like my eyes and hair...h-he beats me sometimes, s-says I’m a b-bastard...says I’m a m-monster that s-shouldn’t have been born"

’So her mom must have cheated and probably abandoned her with the father.’ There are only two presences in this house.

"Have you ever thought about getting revenge?"

"...I d-don’t know..."

"Don’t you want the chance to do that? Don’t you want to prove to him that you are much more than a bastard?"

"...M-Maybe"

"How old are you, little girl?"

"I-I...I’m n-not sure, b-but I think I’m 16..."

’With that size?...severe malnutrition’ Her life is undoubtedly precarious, and her fate is likely to end up dead or as a slave. If she’s lucky, she might become a prostitute and live.

"Does it hurt?" I ask her with a single word for her to interpret.

"Y-Yes, v-very much, I-I don’t understand why they hate me so much, I-I don’t like the pain...hick" She says in a tearful tone.

I kiss her again, pushing my tongue as if exploring her lips. She follows the rhythm until she has difficulty breathing.

"And what do you think of this? Was it a good kiss?"

’She’s not my type...’ She’s too... small? Or childish, in this case. I think I prefer larger-breasted women, a little taller, and with a big butt to squeeze during hugs.

I can already imagine burying my face in two melons while squeezing a soft and malleable ass. It seems wonderful.

"...It’s... good, the best thing I’ve ever experienced," she says.

"M-Ma’am, who are you?" She asks, seeming a little more comfortable.

"I am a goddess, and I am also the Demon King." It’s not a lie, since my mother is the Goddess of the Abyss, I am automatically also a goddess. I’m not sure exactly how my mother has children, but there’s no doubt I’m her biological daughter.

"G-Goddess...a goddess...h-have you come to save me?" She asks in a hopeful tone.

"...Initially, I came to reap the lives of mediocre humans, but yes, I am choosing the option to save you."

"C-Can I be saved?" She asks with hope.

"First, tell me, are you willing to be a loyal follower to me? Are you willing to follow a path of slaughter and hatred? Are you willing to trample the weak while worshiping me as your goddess?"

"Y-Yes, p-please, I-I’ll do anything goddess, I don’t want to die here, I want to be saved."

"Then are you willing to kill your father for me?" If she’s not loyal, the mission won’t be accomplished.

"...I-I..."

I hug her while giving her another kiss. I need to free her from the uncertainty, and the method I chose was to show her pleasure. I doubt someone like her has already had the warmth and human intimacy that others can so easily have.

"Listen, little one, I am not a benevolent goddess. I am still the Demon King. I do what I want, and I kill who I want. I don’t need someone who is not loyal to me."

I say after breaking the kiss.

"However, I take very good care of what is mine. Do you like the pleasure you feel from the kiss?" She nods shyly.

"There are many more pleasurable things I can do with you. All you need to do is become my loyal follower. I need you for something."

"W-What do you need goddess, I-I’ll do anything even if you’re the Demon King."

"What I want is quite simple, little one. After you kill your father, I want you to go out into the streets and spread my faith. Make the mortals worship me as their goddess. Make the mortals realize that they can only have their salvation by worshiping me."

’It will be interesting if she can do it.’ I don’t have my own religion, so it would be fun if they really start worshiping me. In the case of the demons, they worship the Goddess of the Abyss.

However, this doesn’t mean I want to compete with my mother. If the mortals decide to worship me, I still plan to have good relations with mom, so maybe we can even help each other’s religions.

"Are you willing to help? Do you want to be my first faithful follower? Do you want the power so that no one will ever step on you again?" She seems to contemplate my proposal.

"Y-Yes goddess, I-I want to, I want to be saved, I want to help you, I want the power so that no one will hurt me anymore...I-I want you to s-show me the pleasure you talked about..."

Her shyness is adorable. I give her another kiss, a longer and deeper one than all the others. After 3 minutes of kissing, I release her.

"Perfect. Then, little one, I will help you kill your father, and after that, I will give you a little power and leave. The place where you can find me is in the demonic territory...but don’t come see me before you form my religion. Now, let’s go kill your father."

I hold her hand as we walk to where her father is.

"Pandora, why didn’t you just kill that girl? Why did you ask her to do it?" Violet speaks to me.

I respond with a whisper so the girl can’t hear.

"Because it seemed interesting." Violet doesn’t know I got a mission from the system, and I don’t need to tell her that.

Soon we arrive at the room where her father is lying drunk on the bed. I trap him in shadow tentacles, and he wakes up slightly startled and begins to scream who I am and what I’m doing here.

I ignore him while I make a dagger and hand it to the nameless girl.

"Now, little girl, start by piercing non-vital points like here and here." I begin to show her locations on his body to attack.

She seems fearful, but her black eyes have a unique determination. I knew she wanted to kill her father, even if she didn’t say anything. It’s your eyes, those empty eyes that burn with hatred.

They are similar to my own eyes from the past.

"G-Goddess, i-is it really okay to do this?" I go behind her and hug her, guiding her little hand to him.

"Of course, little one. Kill him and become my faithful follower. I’ve shown you that you deserve the salvation of a goddess like me. All you need to do is take the first step."

She takes a deep breath while letting me guide her hand. I gag the man, his drunken screams and curses are irritating me.

Soon the girl slowly inserts the dagger where I told her, guided by my hand. Blood begins to flow as the man’s body trembles in pain, and he moans through the shadow gag.

Eventually, we both pull out the dagger.

"See, little one, what do you feel from this?" Blood starts to flow, as it’s not a vital point, so the guy will remain alive for a long time.

There are several small holes we made in various spots, forming a small river of blood that flows down the fat, disgusting drunkard’s belly.

"I-I don’t know, it’s strange...d-dad seems so...small."

"That’s right, little one. He is not a great, scary monster. He is just a vile worm pretending to have power. True monsters are beings like me and you."

"A-Am I...a monster?" She looks at me and asks, but doesn’t seem particularly bothered.

"Yes, little one, you are a cute little monster, just like me. And a cute little monster like you needs to serve monsters like me, whether it’s with your body, your mind, or even your soul."

"...I-If I offer everything, can I...s-stay with you?" She asks with a touch of innocence and lust.

"Yes, little one, I can give you great pleasure if you offer me everything. As I said, I take good care of what is mine."

I lick her neck, and her body shivers a little.

"And if you are mine, I can offer you much more than just a few kisses."

"More than kisses...Goddess, i-if I can get many followers, c-can I give you my first time?"

’A surprise, she’s still a virgin.’ Given her living conditions, I thought she had already lost her purity. I guess the smell of dirt is masking her true scent, so I couldn’t detect it.

In general, she’s well-preserved. Her skin seems soft and well-cared for. The only unkempt areas are her general appearance and her smell. She has a dusty, iron smell from the blood.

She has so much blood and dust smell that her natural scent is hidden. Her teeth are also whitish, and she doesn’t even have cavities, probably because she’s never had much to eat in large quantities.

"I prefer larger girls," I tell her.

"Survive, become strong, create my religion, and grow. Then I can take your purity for myself."

I don’t want the virginity of this girl in her current state.

She’s quite pretty, but nothing exaggerated. The mistreatment has hidden her natural beauty. I wonder if this girl’s true father was a nobleman.

"Y-Yes, I will. I-I’ll get strong, I-I’ll found your religion. I offer everything to you, goddess who saved me." She says excitedly. She probably always dreamed of a prince on a white horse saving her from the pain.

And now I’m here. I see the deep despair that surrounds her. She knows that if she misses this chance, she’ll never have another.

She knows that if she doesn’t grab this opportunity, all that will remain is a miserable life where she doesn’t even know if she’ll have a tomorrow.

"Then show your anger, show your hatred against that disgusting man." She nods with determination, then jumps on her father lying on the bed and starts stabbing him repeatedly in the chest.

"WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME, WHY DID YOU HATE ME, WHY DID YOU BEAT ME, WHY DID YOU CAUSE ME SO MUCH PAIN, WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME TO STARVE AND FREEZE ON WINTER NIGHTS?"

"WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME TO DIE SO MANY TIMES, WHY DID YOU NEVER TAKE CARE OF ME, WHY DID YOU MAKE ME HATE WHO I AM, WHY DID YOU MAKE ME SO DISGUSTED WITH HUMANS?"

"WHY DID YOU CURSE AND INSULT ME...Why didn’t you ever love me...hick...why didn’t you love me as I am..." She stabbed him multiple times, tears of pain and hatred streaming down her face.

Soon she is soaked in her father’s blood. I go to her, completely removing my armor. I hug her from behind while whispering in her ear.

"Very good, my little monster. This is what you truly are. Never forget this feeling of taking a life."

"Never forget the pleasure of having control over others’ lives. Never forget who gave you this chance to change your life."

I turn her to face me and give her the last kiss she’ll get from me for now. I hug her tightly as our tongues intertwine. Her mouth tastes of blood, probably from the beatings her father gave her.

It’s a miracle she’s alive. When I healed her, her injuries were far too severe for a weak body like hers.

"Haaa...haaa" She breathes heavily while blushing. We are both covered in blood as we share this fervent kiss.

I caress her head.

"I hope for great things from you, my beautiful little monster."