Opera’s Despair
Her vision brightens.
Is it morning?
“Where...?”
Where am I?
The air here is quite bad.
Sunlight streams through the window.
It’s warm.
This fluffy feeling...
Is it a bed?
Why am I here...
Thinking about it, I must have passed out.
Because I heard Aria’s shocking news.
That aside, why am I here...
“Wait...!”
Opera sits up on the bed, sitting her upper body upright.
While resisting the unfamiliar weight of her two breasts that refuse to get used to.
Her perky breasts don’t sag despite gravity.
Instead, they stand proudly and beautifully.
The alien sensation of her breasts.
Opera fiddles with her own breasts with both hands.
The thin cloth sensation felt there.
“Is this a bra..?”
Where did I get this?
Moreover, the size fits perfectly.
The loincloth I was originally wearing has disappeared, and now I’m only wearing underwear.
Since I’m going to wear it, why not dress me in something too.
Wearing only underwear makes me feel oddly lewd.
Perhaps it’s better to be completely naked.
However, that’s not important right now.
Yes.
“Tup!”
Opera places her hand on her face.
“Hand.. is it there?”
Then she pulls the blanket to check her legs.
Black, erotic underwear covering the crotch.
The slit of her tight pussy peeks slightly through the fabric.
Below it, straight, thin legs and snow-white feet.
“Huuu...”
As expected, the dream of having limbs cut off was terrifying.
“Thank goodness...”
Opera’s body slumps.
She lies back down on the bed again.
The fluffy blanket that hasn’t been washed for a while.
And the soft mattress.
In the Heavenly Realm, she sat on hard chairs guiding the dead and suffered through difficult work.
Now lying like this, her heart feels at ease.
How long has it been since I’ve lain down like this...
300 years...
Yes. Since this happened, I should rest a little and then get up...
“But that’s not possible!!!”
Opera jumps up.
Her breasts bounce with a slap.
“Haa.. haa..”
Right now, I need to find Aria.
Aria.
Aria.
Aria.
Where is she?
Is she being raped even now?
In Opera’s mind, Aria lewdly shaking her hips on top of a man is filled.
Lecherous Aria.
Opera immediately kicks off the blanket and strides to the door in the corner of the room with a thud.
“I must take Aria back!”
Looking at the hero’s true nature, even if he’s doing severe humiliation to Aria, it’s not strange.
I need to find Aria and check if she’s safe...!
So Opera opens the door.
When the door opens, cold air rushes in with a whoosh.
Her body trembles.
But it’s not only Opera’s body trembling.
-Jurrurrurru
“.....”
A woman whose body is shivering, her face relaxed with a subtle pleasure.
“Ari...a...?”
“.....!”
Aria is peeing.
When the door opens, from the opposite side.
Aria is peeing.
Snow-white ash-gray hair.
Smooth skin.
Breasts flatter than hers, like a cow much larger than herself.
It’s Aria.
Her expression, which was relaxed happily, hardens for a moment.
Then her face turns slightly red.
“Ar..ar..”
“.....”
Holding one leg half-cut, she pees.
On the diaper.
Like a dog.
“Ar...ia..?”
Opera stares at her in a daze.
“Uhhuk..”
“!!”
Aria lets out a small groan, feeling embarrassed.
Tears well up in her eyes.
“N-no.. this is..!”
Aria panics.
She tries to correct her posture but the stream doesn’t stop.
-Chorrurrurrurrr!!!
She has to stop it somehow.
Hurry to empty her bladder.
The speed of urine increases.
Urine splashes everywhere.
Aria fidgets with a face of “ar..ar..”
So Aria falls sideways.
“Kyaa..!”
Aria wriggling with her belly flipped.
But it’s too late.
-Chorruk!!
Urine keeps spurting.
The recoil splashes Opera’s body.
“This is.. Aria’s urine..”
A goddess doesn’t pee normally.
So the urine of the same goddess gives a strange and bizarre feeling.
So..
-Jurru..
After a few seconds, the stream stops.
A moment of silence.
The two females face each other.
One with eyes of panic, the other with eyes of embarrassment she doesn’t know what to do.
And.
The silence is broken by Doheon.
“Are you awake?”
When did he start watching?
Doheon crosses his arms and looks at the scene with amusement.
And Opera rushes to Doheon, grabs his collar in her underwear.
But she’s too short, so she has to take a posture like she’s about to bite.
“What are you doing to Aria right now?!”
“What else. Training. Toilet training.”
“You’re treating Aria like a dog!!! Even a goddess...!”
Blue mana flickers from Opera’s body.
Obvious anger.
Hostility.
But Doheon just smiles and looks at her.
“O..Opera.. no.. this is..!”
“Aria..! You stay still..!”
“Ar..ar..”
Opera trembles her arms, sobbing.
“What wrong did Aria do..”
Opera knows the purpose of the hero.
Revenge on those who sent him to the Heavenly Realm.
And through humiliation and mockery of one of them, Aria, he is clearly showing his purpose.
But.
Aria did nothing wrong.
She just followed the Heavenly Realm’s orders.
She was just used as a tool.
Aria, who was used as a goddess tool for her whole life, was abandoned in the Heavenly Realm and became a real sex toy.
Opera’s eyes are wide open.
Doheon looks at her.
“That’s right. I didn’t expect this either. This is all..”
“Because of the wish..?”
Yes.
The hero originally pursues good.
The Heavenly Realm’s fault for misinterpreting the hero’s wish and making him do evil.
In that sense, even if he had ten mouths, he had nothing to say.
But then, he will take revenge on the Heavenly Realm system.
Touching Aria, a mere panty salesman, no matter how, is not acceptable.
-Thud
Aria loosens the hero’s collar.
Then kneels on the floor and sits down.
Then.
“Please.. forgive... Aria.. and us..”
She begged.
“Opera..”
Aria looks at it in surprise.
Doheon thinks.
Once the wish is activated, there’s no way to cancel it.
So when accepting the wish, it must be activated after careful procedure.
But in this incident, an accidental mistake occurred once.
If the hero’s wish is revenge, when he forgives, the wish will end.
But is that easy?
The Heavenly Realm is a system. No personality, not a target for revenge.
So not a target for forgiveness either.
But the wish judges that it is possible.
Even now, the world is flowing according to the hero’s wish.
Eventually, according to the wish, the Heavenly Realm will be destroyed.
If he hadn’t cut Aria using the hero’s flaw in the Heavenly Realm.
It would definitely have been so.
In the end, there is only one answer.
As long as the Heavenly Realm doesn’t perish.
There is no way for Aria to return.
Then.
“I will take her place..”
“Eh?”
One way.
I will bear the sin instead of Aria.
The hero thinks.
Is it that you want to be a pet.
But.
“I refuse.”
The hero refuses.
Opera raises her head.
Her face is covered with tears and sweat.
“W-why..?”
“I have forgiven Aria.”
“Eh? That’s not possible.”
Forgiveness.
Then revenge is established, and Aria doesn’t need to return to her original body.
But.
“Aria will atone for her whole life in that body by substituting for the Heavenly Realm.”
The hero said that.
Forgiveness does not end.
It is just ongoing.
Aria, with arms and legs cut off, suffers in a miserable and shameful way in the human world.
That is the price of forgiveness.
It will continue to receive forgiveness as the price of ‘atonement’ that continues in the past, present, and future.
To maintain forgiveness, atonement must continue.
“With that price, I decided to forgive Aria and the Heavenly Realm.”
And Aria becomes a symbolic scapegoat by substituting for the Heavenly Realm.
“Ar..ar..”
So I didn’t say that.
I will bear the sin instead.
“I can’t make someone unrelated to me bear the sin.”
“.....”
“And you have something to do.”
Yes.
She had to perform a miracle.
To recover the spirit of the woman named Kang Yeongmin.
If I deprive Aria of the authority, I can’t perform the miracle.
So Opera.
“That’s.. Aria will do it instead..”
She clearly expressed her intention.
She will sacrifice herself in place of Aria to send Aria back to the Heavenly Realm.
With that intention..
“No..! Opera..! Such a thing..!”
Aria is crawling towards Opera with difficulty.
The hero looks at it.
What should I do.
I have no ill will towards Opera.
My purpose is revenge on the Heavenly Realm system.
And Aria is receiving punishment in its place as a symbol.
But still.
If you really want.
“Then, shall I do it this way.”
“Eh?”
For a moment, hope lights up in Opera’s eyes.
“Change your mind. If you admit that you contributed to some extent to the pain I went through, I will cut your limbs instead.”
“.....”
Something is wrong with the words.
But I have to say it straightforwardly so that the year will understand.
“I understand..”
But for now, Opera accepts.
“Then.. the deadline is..”
“Until you perform the miracle.”
“Alright..”
So again.. a contract based on the wish is established.