Gaeul is a freshman architecture student. She is a descendant of a long-lost clan, the last maiden, the PURIFIER. Her mission is to cleanse the world's sin that should have been purified millions of years ago. You'll help her fulfill her duty and cleanse the world.
“Kgh– UGHH!” A woman flew a hundred meters away, slamming against the rocky mountain. Dust engulfed her surroundings as she coughed multiple times. She pants and grinned; It hurt her, but she’s used to it.
There are boulders of rocks everywhere, sitting together with the dead trees that must have been dried a hundred years ago. The dark clouds engulfing the sky add to the gloominess of the area. There’s no one in sight, except her and that something.
“Weak.” A monstrous voice mocked her; it’s a statement of superiority. Every step it took, the ground shook.
“You should’ve— Bam! KGH!! UGH!” The monster screamed in pain when the woman kicked it right in the guts with a sudden burst of speed.
The monster backed a few feet away, feeling the stinging pain run all through its body. A kick that could've killed it already if it wasn’t completely mutated.
“We…ak?” She felt insulted, mocked, and disgraced. Hearing those words coming from a sinner.
She cocked her magnum revolver. Wings engulf the grip all through the frame, gold-gilded from the hammer, running through the length of its top strap and barrel. It's designed to her liking, designed to assist her in killing with grace and elegance.
“You… and your clan should’ve been exterminated a long time ago!!!” It grunts in pain and desperation.
The thick dust that fogged the field had eventually faded. The woman and the monster came head-to-head. The monster towers over the woman with a massive body, standing over 15 feet, with flesh popping out with sipping blood, and with eyes that are reddened with anger.
“It’s my duty to purify all the capital vices in this domain.” The woman unsheaths the golden short sword from her waist. A sword that’s so bright it’s blinding, emanating a holy, blessed aura that screams danger for the sinful.
“YOOUUUU!” The monster leaped and slammed the ground with destructive force, rupturing the surface in impact.
The woman leaped at the same time, evading the attack, and aimed her gun right in front of its face.
Bang!
A bullet punched through the monster’s head, leaving a massive hole right in the middle. Blood splattered on its back and on the scattered ground.
But its flesh instantly stitched itself, regenerating its face, now full of anger.
“YOUU!! YOU’LL DIE IN MY HANDS! I’LL CRUSH YOU TO PIECES!” The monster's gone mad and swings its huge arm in an attempt to land a punch.
“!!!”
“UGHAHHH!” The monster’s loud cry echoed through the mountains. Its arm dropped to the ground, sliced off from his body with a precise cut.
“I, Gaeul, descendant of the Kim’s House of Arclight, will purify you.” The woman named Gaeul sliced the monster’s other arm.
“FUCK— GUHHH!!” Its severed legs got slashed off as well, and its massive body kiseed the ground, armless, legless, and hopeless.
“It’s over, Pride. Let the Durandal send you back to hell.” Gaeul leaped, aiming to thrust into its head, to purify it. The durandal she holds, one of the holy relics, had the power to deny the sin itself.
“!!!”
“UGHHH!” A massive claw hit her, airborne, as she flew once again through the scattered rocks. The impact’s too strong, bounced multiple times through the hard surfaces.
“NOOO! THIS CAN’T BE IT! I’M PRIDE! I WON’T SUBMIT TO ANYONE!” Another claw punched through the surface, and another one. It’s mutating, once again.
It’s leg keep growing until there’s a total of six sharp claws, no…, it's six total specialized legs that are attached to its torso. The monster grew an asymmetrical pincer on its head, bigger on top, while smaller at the bottom. Its eyes were red, and steam was coming out of its mouth as well, like a furious active volcano just awakened from being dormant.
“Uhh– What the—” Gaeul stiffly stood up, her body aching, she might have broken bones from head to heels. She watched Pride transformed into another being, resembling a Hercules beetle.
Her gear was also ripped as a result of that last hit. Her top was half-torn, exposing her left bra-clad breasts with bruises, which were going up and down in rhythm with her breathing. Her bottom was no better, as it was no longer covering anything since it had been shredded.
Rippp!
Gaeul rips her pants off, leaving her bottom with only her panties on. The shredded pants will only slow her down; she can’t afford that inconvenience, especially in a hard-fought battle against a sin.
“So, that’s your final manifestation.” Gaeul walks calmly towards Pride, brushing off her broken bones and aching body. She feels lighter since she’s only wearing her torn top, a baldric on her waist with Durandal’s scabbard, and her panties.
“THIS WILL BE YOUR END!!” Pride’s roar is so intense that the whole space trembles; it’s on another level than it used to be.
“Kneel.” Pride unleashed a technique.
“!!!” Gaeul took a knee in an instant. It was not her choice; the pressure forced her. There’s a sudden gravitational pull that’s so powerful, she cannot move her body; she’s glued to the ground.
It was one of pride’s named attacks, the kneel that forced anyone to bow to it, setting itself high above the rest.
“KGHHH— Bam! UGHHH!” Gaeul got her side smack with Pride’s long pincer swing. Another broken bone, it’s surely her ribs this time. She spits a pool of blood right after she rolls to the surface.
“Crown of Ruler.” Pride’s another attack.
“Shit!” Gaeul used her reserved force to evade Pride’s attack. Standing up quickly, using a burst of speed by kicking off the ground.
An invincible attack that eyes can only perceive when it hits. The surface scattered in an instant with invisible halos carved crown-shaped craters on the ground. Gaeul can’t see it, but she can feel it.
“What th— KGHH– UOGHH!” Pride is in disbelief when Gaeul swiftly dodges its attack. Pride tried to crush Gaeul with its leg.
Cling! “UOGH!!–” Pride can't believe Gaeul just parried his leg attack.
Cling! Cling! Gaeul parried everything all the way up to his head.
“YOUUU!! DIVINE DISDAI—” The pride became even more furious when it noticed that Gaeul was on the same level as its head. It's an insult as it always sees itself high above the rest.
Bang! Gaeul popped its head just before it unleashed another attack, silencing it by bursting its head into pieces.
“Pride’s Special Technique: Humble the Crown.” Then Gaeul sliced all pride’s legs with incredible speed; she became one with the wind. Gaeul humbled the monster, bringing it back down to the ground as its leg sliced.
“YOUUU! MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS WON’T JUST STAND BACK!! UGGGHHHH!” Pride slowly regenerates its mouth, then Pride’s cries doubled up when Gaeul also sliced its pincers off.
“You mean, this?” Gaeul showed the rings attached to Durandal. They’re _______________
“H-HOW!!? YOU– KUGHHH!!” Gaeul let pride restore its eye to show the rings, then stopped its regeneration after she stabbed it with Durandal.
“You’ve been in this world for a long time, rest and repent.” Gaeul’s last words for pride.
“N-NO— AUUGHHHHHH!!!!!” Pride’s last scream.
“End of Sin.”
Gaeul’s lit up, brighter than the sun, glowing like a star. A pair of light wings and robes emits from her human body, the purifier's sacred move to cleanse a sin. Her sword radiates a light that pierces through the monster’s heart, ending its reign of sins. Pride’s blood splattered, and it turned from blood to water.
“...” Pride’s body dissipates into dust; it had perished slowly and painfully.
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Cling. A ring dropped on the floor, the artifact of pride. One of the seven rings.
“Haa, finally, it’s over.” She looked up in the sky as clouds started to disappear and the sun rays finally lit up the whole place.
“Shit, my gear’s torn and shattered.” Gaeul sheaths her durandal back to its scabbard.
“Pride’s gone. Three more sins.” She picked up the ring and attached it to Durandal's grip. For her fourth ring, and in chase of three more.
Ting! Ting!
“Hmm… shit, I’ll miss the bus. We have an exam today! Wait, I can’t go to class like this… I’ll change real quick– ugh! Broken bones, this is bad.” Gaeul still ran even with her battered body.
She can’t miss the exam; she’s even more prepared for it than taking down one of the sins.
She ran with her ass swaying side to side; her panties did enough coverage for her. Her top was torn as well, her bra thankfully intact, though one of the straps was snapped during the last attack.
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“Pride’s gone.” Somewhere in Korea, a bulky man in a dashing tuxedo said while looking at his window.
Knock! Knock!
“Sir, someone bet their soul.” A man in a suit comes in, with a red spiral tattoo on his neck.
“Human greed is really something.” The bulky man laughed maniacally.
To be continued… all parts will be posted on Gaeul’s birthday!
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