‘Scary.’ This was what young Persephone thought the first time she met Hades. Unlike her mother, Demeter, who often smiled kindly, Hades was impassive. Just looking at that face scared her. She was concerned that he would hurt her or do something she didn’t like, and she looked at him with fear-filled eyes.

Whoosh!

『It’s chilly outside. Wear this and warm yourself.』 The first thing Hades did was to take off his upper garment and wrap it around her body.

Then, for the first time, young Persephone understood what it meant to feel the warmth.

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Ruin? Fall from grace? Perhaps outsiders would have to search for the appropriate description, but Vieira Dune could sum her situation up in one word: “No…! No!”

She was wounded from head to toe. Her beautiful and elegant figure in Jeong-woo’s memories was gone, and her silky black hair was tangled and matted, and her once-confident eyes filled with madness. She was ugly. With this thought in his mind, Yeon-woo approached her slowly, very slowly.

Step. Step.

“Don’t, don’t come near me…!” Vieira Dune hurriedly activated several magic spells. Although she had been forced out of Mother Earth, she had once been the witch of stars and the abilities she’d cultivated hadn’t...