Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!

"Ishtar…"

Moran murmured.

The blood of a god was still flowing out.

The blood of the earth mother goddess continuously stained the earth red, the thick, dark red liquid like wine flowed out in large quantities.

The originally noble and gorgeous Venus goddess was stained red with blood.

As if that sacredness had been defiled.

[Of course, you know that Ishtar cannot die]

[You only took away 40% of her life force]

[Making her unable to move for a while]

[At this point, if you still think about reasoning with Ishtar, or hope to talk her through with words, it is already impossible]

[You never intended to attack]

[This was also hoping that Ishtar could leave on her own initiative, so as not to let the situation develop to this point. Looking back, you once had a similar parting with Morgan]

[But, Morgan is not a willful princess]

[She chose to leave gracefully]

[But Ishtar chose to carry her willfulness through to the end, which also led to the situation developing into such an unsightly scene]

[If Morgan had been like Ishtar back then]

[Would you have done such a thing?]

[Unconsciously, this question floated into your mind, but you quickly threw it out of your mind]

[There is no point in discussing this question]

[Ishtar and Morgan are different, the only common point of this question is

Clatter…

Ishtar's arm, which was lying on the ground, clattered.

Like the limbs of a spider, it propped itself up on the ground.

——Incredible, even though it was the head that was struck. The heart hurts even more than the pain felt in the head.

That was neither words nor telepathy.

But a natural dissolution of consciousness, like breathing.

So painful, so painful, painful to the point of not being able to breathe, happy. So hot, so painful, but I still like it so much, I like it the most…!

But, things that can't be obtained have no value, I must never let what I want be taken away by others, and even more so by the people I hate! The things I like don't exist anywhere!

Ishtar gasped like a beast.

Perhaps because of the wound on her neck, her hoarse voice came out intermittently.

It was unclear what she was saying.

Only her emotions were fully expressed.

But I was rejected, I was compared. I was miserably hurt by him. Again, again, again, again. In that case, I will retaliate, a hundredfold!

Doesn't exist, doesn't exist, that kind of guy, that kind of guy that I could like, never existed from the beginning!

Like the wailing of the sky and the earth.

The creaking sound of cracking was constantly leaking out, the goddess's power was flowing out with Ishtar as the center.

Her authority was operating like a rampage.

No aesthetics, only violence.

"Kill… you…"

Blood and breath seeped out of Ishtar's throat.

Her arm was gathering strength.

Blood was constantly flowing.

Silently, her body opened the ground.

Her face appeared in the pool of blood.

Like an evil spirit in hell sneering at all living beings, a flame of scarlet red shone through the golden hair in her bloodshot eyes.

"Hehehe… kill… you…"

Ishtar let out a sinister laugh.

As bone-chilling as the cold wind of the underworld.

She wanted to stand up with one arm, but the missing life force had not recovered, and she fell to the ground, splashing blood.

Each time her body would be stained blood red.

Clatter, clatter, clatter…

Rising from the ground again and again.

Struggling to get up, slipping, and then falling down.

It was as if she was enjoying even this undignified behavior.

Her bloodshot eyes stared at Moran outside the pool of blood, her madness and hatred had swallowed her reason.

The fact that the man she loved attacked her.

The fact that Ereshkigal attacked her.

She hated it, more than anyone else.

She hated that Moran chose Ereshkigal, she hated that Moran was unwilling to obey her, she hated not getting what she wanted.

"Ishtar…"

Moran had somewhat expected it.

But, he didn't expect it to be to this extent.

At this moment, the sky and the earth had become his enemies, and the malice that had nowhere to hide was boiling and roaring.

"Wait, just wait…"

Ishtar roared in a low voice.

[The wound on the throat is nothing compared to the trauma of the heart]

[Even if she has been deceived by you several times, even if she has not surpassed you in acting]

[She can accept these]

[But such humiliation that stings the heart]

[She has never experienced it]

[And has never tried it]

[——That's why, it's so delightful]

[It is unimaginable how pleasant it would be to pour this anger on you]

[Very pleasant, it is a pleasure that cannot be obtained even by exchanging this world]

[Happy, happy, happy…]

[I can't hold back anymore, I won't let you go anymore]

[Breaking your limbs, tearing open your ribs, pulling out your internal organs, I crave to crush your throat and cut open your skull, and smear your brains on the ground]

"Just give me, wait! I'll come… and kill you… right away!"

Smiling, Ishtar laughed like crazy.

She struggled in her own pool of blood.

[Even if her rational side knows that your power is extremely strong, she is still swallowed by her emotions]

[Her irrational brain is only thinking about killing the other person]

[Even if it costs her life]

[She must completely make the man who gave her this pain let out painful wails]

[Love turns into hate in an instant]

[Aether magical power fills the singularity within the wall, coupled with Ishtar's constantly overflowing divine aura]

[It can be seen that she doesn't even care about her life.]

[She wants to take revenge on you.]

[The cruel and cold-blooded side of Ishtar is shown here, she is now in a state of madness.]

"This is… my miscalculation."

Moran said with sorrow in his eyes.

From the beginning, he shouldn't have contacted Ishtar, just like Morgan once said.

Sure enough, only bad women understand bad women.

Morgan saw through Ishtar.

"Ishtar, I will not be killed by you. Also, I will not kill you. I do not regret everything I have experienced with you, and I still love you deeply. I want you to know this."

"Goo—!?"

Ishtar heard Moran's voice from behind.

He had arrived behind her without her noticing.

Just as Ishtar was about to turn her head, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of her head.

Then, her consciousness fell into a coma.