22 Charade With the Pas (2/2)
The moment I took a glimpse of her, those opinions were wiped away in an instant. The Prima Donna, standing valiantly in the side of the phantom of the opera while holding a majestic sword is not reacting the way how I envisioned. While we are a little distant, it is apparent that Celes already knew of everything. And her eyes are not of a confused nor a fragile-hearted girl's, but of a gallant knight's in an all-out war and there is a still endeavor for something that I can't explain.
”Young man, while it may be unfortunate that you're mixed up too well, none of this is your fault. It's Lacrimosa's, for choosing the most inconsequential of choices”, Deus, having ignored the confident words of the lady of disambiguation turned to talk to me instead.
”My, my! What choice could he be pertaining to I wonder?” Lacrimosa responded in retaliation, but still with the confident stature.
”Ridiculous. You decided to team up with those corrupted deities right? So you could continue making men your official plaything in your boredom. You have gone too far back!” Deus replied with a very angry demeanor and his composure shifted to that of a rational being to an unreasonable entity.
Plaything? Wait, can you even call a deity corrupt? Aren't they pure? Thoughts came flying to my mind but were interrupted by an additional, coming from the phantom deity himself.
”Listen to me, young man. Agreeing to form an allegiance with this goddess was but the worst sin you ever committed, and I am rather sorry to say that there is currently no means of retribution for that sin. But first, I must justify why you need to be erased from the face of the Earth.”
”Interesting, now we get to have some serious back story...” Lacrimosa, knowing that there's no stopping me from clearing my questions from exploding said, that implied that I can ask the phantom deity himself.
”Why? What did she do exactly?” I asked.
”That goddess. Have you ever wondered how she became one? ”
I continued lending an ear without doing anything in particular, same as what Celes had been doing this whole time, pretending to be in the sidelines when in fact she was the one who spelled this predicament upon me.
”I take that as a no. Then allow me to debunk the clandestine secrets beneath the curtains. Have you ever heard of 'The Great Depression'? That was one of the Obra Maestra of the lady.”
”And? What happened?”
”That point in history, everything was so limited that even the elites had a hard time finding bread to eat. Apparently, in its plague, half of the empires of the world had been wiped out and a third of the entire population dropped dead whilst in poverty. As that happened, mourning was everywhere, requiems were sung at every corner and sadness plunged the whole world to the outer darkness where everyone drowned in utter despair. ”
”Then?” I asked seeking more particulars.
”Ahem. Pardon that I may have explained it a little inadequate. For extrapolation, I must ask you this, do you know from which Lacrimosa draws her power from?”
I looked at Lacrimosa, and her expression spelled that I must insist on going on with the flashbacks.