Overgeared

Gradually, it became clear.

Her mother—from the beginning, Beriache gave birth to her in order to make this her own body. Her power that worked to Beriache’s advantage, contrary to her will, was the proof. Her body accepting Beriache’s soul without any resistance was also evidence.

“”I would be lying if I said I wasn’t sad. You will bitterly resent and hate me. But putting aside your feelings, I feel a deep affection for you. You, whom I gave my life to give birth to, you who look like me, you who have lived for me... I love you, my daughter.””

Beriache’s soul permeated Marie Rose’s body while whispering eerily. She took for granted the body that had been born and nurtured for her from the beginning.

“......”

Her hands, legs, and mouth—once she finally realized that even her heart was beating for Beriache, not for herself, the vitality in Marie Rose’s eyes faded. In fact, the preparation of her mind was over.

Marie Rose realized that her resistance was meaningless from the time she noticed that the power and magic power she had accumulated over the years was working for Beriache’s advantage without harming her. A strong sense of destiny filled the air. Emotions that couldn’t be expressed as just desolation or loss made her infinitely helpless.

Let’s give up...

Suddenly, the sights that entered her vision were different from what she wanted to see. Marie Rose stopped struggling. She was unable to hold onto her fading spirit and offered ‘herself’ to Beriache.

“...Why?”

Then suddenly, she heard his voice. His voice trembled with all types of emotions. It caused her to remember the verses of the epic that she had savored while sitting alone in the dark palace.

[The God of the Surface stood up again.]

Baal, who had overcome countless deaths—he could’ve been frustrated by the infinite power of the king of hell, but he rose again at every moment without collapsing.

[The God of the Surface said there is no need to be afraid.]

Finally, Baal reverted to his primal form and became a giant. Even when the king of hell made the surface despair by showing a will to never fall down with a body larger than a mountain, he stood alone and calmly spoke.

[The God of the Surface cut off the source of fear. ]

Finally, he proved it—the power of an unbreakable will.

[I fought for you.]

The reason why his will wasn’t broken. He said it was for the people.

For the weak. To help them survive, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

Yes, he isn’t fighting for me. I am not an underdog. I’m not someone to be protected.

She thought so, but she was mistaken. His short words, stained with anger, sadness, and pain made her realize it.

‘You... you fought for me too.’

The moment her thoughts went crazy, Marie Rose reached out. Her body had been taken away by Beriache and naturally didn’t respond. Marie Rose had reversed her position with Beriache. No, her situation was worse than Beriache’s a little while ago. Beriache was free to act in her soul state, while Marie Rose’s soul was trapped in her stolen body.

broken after knowing the cruel reality and raised it up. She followed the will of the man

The same was true of Amoract’s power. The power that Marie Rose inherited from Beriache was at

this moment. It was only possible thanks to Marie Rose being swallowed up by Beriache. The power that

girl, it is okay to name her Marie

daughter

talking nonsense with a different common sense from humans, closed her mouth. She noticed that Marie Rose’s

chill went down her spine. The powers of Baal and Amoract that she had just taken from hell were

summoned her power. She struggled to grasp the powers of Baal and Amoract, which sought

compatibility. She was superior to Beriache in every way, and she was much more skillful at

to cherish and

wasn’t

soul, about to be extinguished, grabbed onto Noll’s soul. Against Beriache’s own will, she relied on the love of

“Kik...”

gradually feeling dizzy. Then she heard the noise filled with ridicule

“Wait, dear husband.”

that Marie Rose didn’t even care about her. She realized that everything

protect my father’s world...”” Beriache’s soul cried out desperately before closing her

Marie Rose’s newly blossomed mental

is no more. It

toward filth—Marie Rose no longer respected Beriache. After informing Beriache of the cruel reality and plunging her into despair, Marie Rose turned her back on Beriache without any regret. She left Beriache behind in the world full

“”Marie Rose...!!””

no escape. She would gradually fade and be swallowed up in

as she realized the punishment she would receive

Marie Rose’s consciousness was

Lightly.

throne and

of the Three Evils of the Beginning and cut off her natural destiny, so she was

face that was so beautiful that it didn’t look like a human being. It was a smile that washed away the rejection

‘...Really pretty.’

forgot about the context and was fascinated by Marie Rose

husband, you just need to look at and care about your precious things without any worries. That is

“Ah...”

Grid was greatly comforted by this seemingly insignificant remark. He wondered about

Grid had faced a series of difficult and unexpected circumstances that were more than he had anticipated. Killing Baal, purifying hell, etcetera—he felt more fatigue than a sense of accomplishment

it would sound arrogant to others. Most people in the world were frustrated by repeated failures. In any case, it was difficult to understand from a general point of view why Grid would be dissatisfied after achieving

invested in preparing for this expedition went beyond

give a

in procuring materials to manufacture consumables such as buff potions for the expedition. Even that was only a small part

the

destinies of many more people than him. He was in a position to disappoint and frustrate too many people if things went wrong. Therefore, he

moment, Marie Rose

don’t worry

it even if he failed. He felt like he

the few beings who