Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Even the champions of these lands had been babies when I had first set foot in this soil, and sure the maze hadnʼt yet been built, but Iʼve always been here even during the war doing as Aphdorite commanded with my numerous succubus to help her warriors relieve themselves a little.

Demonic blood potions in bulk, how do you think they got it so easily? Pfft! Demonic gauntlets that suck up the wearerʼs blood for power, demonic leather, metal, fuel, liquids, and the whole goddamn arsenal! Enjoy more content from

WHY DO YOU THINK THOSE WHOʼVE LIVED THROUGH THOSE TIMES HATE THEIR GODDESS?! IS IT MERE DISSATISFACTION OR THE KNOWLEDGE THAT SHE WAS DESPERATE TO KEEP HER NAME LIVING NO MATTER THE TIME?! DO YOU–haa…Allow me a second.

She sold their humanity for herself, for her insatiable hunger for faith, and sure the land lives as the most lush on Atlaria, but itʼs built on the sacrifice of some very dissatisfied soldiers, and my succubus army.

I am Athenia, visitor, without me the city crumbles and so will its pillars. The lands will lose their harvest, the people will be diseased, but most importantly, all those blessings theyʼve enjoyed will be revealed for what they are…the work of a devil.

As for the goddess who rules this land, she cannot command without me secretly allowing it. Why canʼt she? For the same reason, Raven couldnʼt alter or even see Mariaʼs true memories. Do you get it now? Finally? Either way, itʼs time, Iʼve enjoyed your company enough, but maybe on your next visit, letʼs enjoy it another way shall we?

Ahaha~ AHAhAhAHA!

Note: Please do let me know how you feel about this chapterʼs narrative direction. I think it was well suited for the character to reply back to someone looking into their mind, so I chose a different experimental approach.