A True Saintess

To proclaim one’s name to the world, for ‘them’, was the same as saying, ‘I’m going to eat well’.
You might wonder what this means, but the conditions for ‘them’ to be born were very simple.
After abandoning their shell with the guidance of a ‘senior’.
They devour the world in which they were born.
By doing so, they can become a complete ‘it’.
How powerful a being there was among the things they had eaten determines the measure of the newly born ‘it’s’ power.
Therefore, the newly born thing.
The ‘Distorted Revenge’, based on the Constellation The Crow’s Ruins, was no different from seizing the opportunity to devour all the Constellations and become the most powerful ‘it’.
It would surely become powerful after being completely born and abandoning the title of ‘Revenge’ and gaining a true name.
Like the Tilted Nebula.
Although it was not yet complete and had no ego, so it was a being that couldn’t make such a judgment, others were not.
“You’re not coming?”

“…”
“Does this make sense?”

“…”
The Administrator shrugged and remained silent.
On the other hand, the other Constellations opened their mouths one after another.
“We gave you coins.”
“And The Seventeenth Love gave 2 million.”
“You took that and you’re not going to ascend?”
“No matter how top-tier you are, isn’t this too much?”
They were not agitated or angry, but they added a word with a rather crestfallen face.
“This is ridiculous!”
“Love, aren’t you resentful?”
“I didn’t expect her to come in the first place.”
“So you just gave it? We’re all about to die!”
“It’ll work out somehow.”
“This is why the young ones are…!”
The Seventeenth Love, despite the serious situation, was making and drinking a Pink Lady cocktail.
At his behavior, which showed no sense of crisis, the anger of the other Constellations began to rise.

[The contractor has died. The contract is terminated.]
[The contractor’s soul is showing signs of confusion. Do you want to maintain the contract?]
[The contractor has died. The contract is terminated.]
[The contractor has died. The contract is terminated.]
[The contractor’s soul is showing signs of confusion. Do you want to maintain the contract?]
[The contractor…]
The system messages that were popping up before their eyes also played a part.
The Constellations, through the kaleidoscope that everyone could see in common, looked down at the lower world between the system messages that were popping up one after another.
In a part of Korea, where the Nate Guild was located, the situation was not just better, it was the best.
Because the Silent Calamity had spread a barrier to prevent people’s minds from breaking down.
But other places were not.
“Oh God. O Constellation…”
“I’m going to die. I’m going to die. I’m going to die. I’m going to die. I’m going to die…”
“Mom? Are you there?”
“Ah, to be able to see you, my dear…”
The low-rank Awakeners had already lost their minds.
It was the result of hearing the proclamation of the ‘Distorted Revenge’.
At least the Awakeners could still talk if their condition was good.
Among the ordinary people, the majority had fainted like corpses on the street, and it was a better situation if they were just foaming at the mouth or wetting themselves.
The truly weak souls could not withstand their bodies and their heads exploded, splattering blood on the floor.
The aftermath gradually began to affect the other Awakeners who had been shocked by the sight.
The ‘proclamation of their birth’ itself was enough to ruin the world.
Only a very small number of Awakeners or the owners of strong souls who had woken up early from fainting could be intact in this situation.
“We’re all going to die.”
Humans and Constellations, their reactions were not that different.
Humans begged the Constellations to save them, and the Constellations turned their arrows on the Administrator.
“We don’t want to die.”
“Especially, not to be eaten by that thing, not even to be a fallen star!”
“Administrator! Are you listening?”

“So?”
The Administrator indifferently touched the system, which was crackling and had taken a blow.

“Is there anything we can do?”
“…”
The clamoring Constellations shut their mouths.
To send coins and flatter and persuade?
Already done.
To forcibly ascend a top-tier Constellation?
Impossible.
Then to eliminate her?
That was suicide.
Impossible.
They had only two choices left.
To help the Silent Calamity and stop ‘it’.
Or to just stay still and hold their breath.
The former had a chance of winning but could also lead to death, and the latter had a high probability of surviving for now but accepting the future.
“Hmm.”
By the time The Seventeenth Love had shaken and drunk his fifth cocktail, he poured a glass of vodka for the Administrator and continued.
“I’m going to help the Calamity-nim.”
The Constellations were horrified.
Although he said there were two choices, it was safe to say that there was no Constellation who would choose the former.
No one wanted to have a showdown with ‘it’.
But The Seventeenth Love said confidently.
“Because I’m not a coward.”
“Are you out of your mind?”
“I know you called me a crazy bastard, Aphrodite.”
The Constellations tried to dissuade him.
Only pessimistic observations that he would surely die if he went and that he couldn’t win were made.
Nevertheless, The Seventeenth Love smiled.
It was a refreshing smile that savored youth.
“Because I have to see the love between a Constellation and a human.”

“What about my love?”
“Let’s see that in about a thousand years, Administrator-nim.”

Instead, The Seventeenth Love bickered with the Administrator for a moment, saying that he should give way to a human for now.
The Administrator downed the vodka and asked for another glass.
“Who’s coming with me?”
The Seventeenth Love asked, but there was no Constellation who grabbed his hand.
The Administrator was a being bound to the starry sky, and the Constellations had no acquaintance with the Silent Calamity.
They had too much to lose to just throw away their lives for a top-tier Constellation.
At most, The Blooming Spring Flower would have raised his hand, but since The Blooming Spring Flower had already been eaten…
“Cowards.”
In the end, The Seventeenth Love could only criticize them like that.
“Even humans haven’t given up, but to think that the beings called Constellations are worse than humans.”
“I can’t do it.”
One Constellation raised his hand.
He had terminated his contracts with all of his contractors.
“Me too.”
“Absolutely not.”
“I’m scared.”
As time passed, the number of Constellations who terminated their contracts with humans increased.
The Seventeenth Love, who was looking at them with a pathetic expression, walked to the kaleidoscope and finished his preparations to manifest in the lower world.

“Since it’s a special situation, I will bear the causality required to manifest.”
With the Administrator’s support, The Seventeenth Love, who had turned into a light pink, heart-shaped jewel, was shot down to the lower world through the kaleidoscope.
Although a very weak Constellation compared to a top-tier, a Constellation is a Constellation.
It’s existence will give great strength to humans.

“I’m going to bet on the Calamity.”
The Administrator said after emptying his second glass of vodka.

“Since we have no way out anyway, and the humans haven’t given up.”
“Who on earth hasn’t given up? The crazy contractors of the Calamity?”

“The one who met a miserable end first.”
To the sneering Aphrodite, the Administrator gestured and manipulated the kaleidoscope.
At the same time.
Emily, the Saintess who had survived with her own ability, even though her soul was not strong and she had received a great blow, came to her senses.

[Reward: Starlight Flower, Fragment of Soul Magic]
Emily had once learned ‘soul magic’ from the Silent Calamity.
Although it wasn’t a complete teaching, and it was just a ‘fragment’, even with that, she, who was the world’s best healer, could learn a lot.
For example, ‘how to defend as soon as an unidentified something touches the soul and protect one’s sanity and life’.
“The people are…”
“Why are we fine?”
“Did Emily do something…?”
Even though she had lost all her abilities because her contract was terminated, that knowledge did not go anywhere.
Emily drew on all her strength and defended herself and those around her.
The fragment of soul magic given by the progenitor of magic, the Silent Calamity, was powerful.
So much so that it could protect most of the hunters who had been thrown out of the auction house with Emily.
Emily, even after vomiting an excessive amount of blood, held her head high.
“Don’t give up…”
Because she had seen it.
“There is still a Constellation who has not given up on us…!”
Because somewhere on Earth, the Silent Calamity was evacuating the people and looking for a way to deal a blow to the cluster of golden wings that existed in that sky.
That brief sight gave Emily the strength to still stand on her trembling legs.
Here, where the Silent Calamity could not give her attention, she had to lead the people as a true ‘Saintess’.