This definetely wasn't a group of people I expected would ever join paths at all,that bimbo Jessica,the victim of her actions as well as her friend, this pyromaniac and me all joined together in the same pce. I can't stand that blondie and this maniac.
"What are you doing here, Jessica ?"
" Huh ? You're that freaking annoying girl from st time, how come the first face I see today is yours ? ..."
She stopped for a moment, realising Alma was also standing there with us.
"Ah! Is that a ghost ?!"
Maria profited of the occasion to whisper in my ear, sending a chill down my spine.
" Your friend ?"
"As if."
"You...I remember you..."
I knew this was gonna happen sooner or ter considering the whole deal with Alma. I'm fairly convinced she has a grudge against Jessica.
" Wait a goddamn minute...You look like...that girl..."
"Of course I should have expected you to forget my name, already. Years passed and you're still the same as ever, Jessica Juanary."
"Don't call me by my full name ! I'm not a Juanary ! I will never be a Juanary !"
"I'm Alma, rings any bell ?"
"I can't believe it...Maybe I'm really starting to lose my mind with all this shit happening around me."
For some reason, her expression darkened.
"No...it's all too real. I still remember it, their shout of agony, the putrid smell of their burning flesh, their hands trying to reach me...trying to drag me in the fire with them...I still have no idea why the fire cleared when I wished for it to but it couldn't be a coincidence. If only the beautiful pce I saw at that time was real..."
"Why this bitch getting poetic all of a sudden ?"
"Language", expressed Aria,covering her ears while Alma didn't exactly know what to make of the situation.
" Huh ?! Who are you calling a bitch, you troglodyte ?!"
"Troglo-what ?"
"Wait a second, you were able to put out the fire,Jessica ? I thought it was impossible."
Maria started salivating at the idea of such a concept, her breath turning more intense.
"F-f-f-f-f-fire ?!"
"Alma, she's scaring me !"
"What the fuck is wrong with you ?"
Yup, she's definitely a pyromaniac alright.
"I guess having the ability to get rid of such a fire would make sense for an apostle."
"Oh, so you know about us. Well, I did notice the cross on her tigh."
"Apostle ?Cross ? Are you talking about that weird tatoo on my tigh that randomly appeared when I saw that thing one day ?"
Maria put her tongue out to show her she also had the same cross.
" What ? Why do you have the same tatoo ? Isn't ink on your tongue really bad ?"
" You should know it isn't ink, didn't who you serve talk to you about the branding and the wish ?"
" How do you know about that ?"
" 'Cause I saw it. A god toying with a human for it's own schemes.I'm that human. Still, one aspect about you is still strange, i've never met an apostle before where their condition affected their eyes outside of an Id state.It's as if you didn't have any other self. Wich is quite impossible."
"If you're talking about that thing I saw, she told me I could do whatever I want with what she offered me."
"I see, then your wish wasn't a high enough price to cast away your sense of self or she didn't care wether you did.Still, all of those gods don't have our best interests in mind so I doubt that's the reason."
Child of Fire, thy are severely mistaken. Min Child of Beauty simply wears a mask in the first pce. Min Child of Vanity doesn't care about how ugly her heart appears to others. I ask thee this then, if thy heart in accordance with thy Ego, would the Ego vanish ?
"I see, even though it's obvious she has some issues, she doesn't think they are, thus her ego is in line with her alter ego."
" Venus voice ? So, it was real when I heard it the first time..."
" Where the hell did that voice come from ?"
Aria and Alma asked, panicked.
Focusing on Jessica's eyes, I could almost discern a person in there. However,even this couldn't distract me from the fact she said "Venus."
The literal goddess of beauty chose that horrid person as an heir of their desires ?
We can tell what thy is thinking, divine being, we just merely gave our chosen child over here a trial.