The Goddess of Revenge
A Lie

“I beg you to give me back my son.”

A long-spirited pink woman was kneeling down pleading wholeheartedly before her sister. His pair of violet neutrals were wet from the roar of tears, even though his vision was no longer functional, but those tear-spreads could still fall down profusely. Both of her legs were paralyzed, her appearance was also matted and dull, and the scars on her face covered the beauty that many had once admired.

At the moment he is in a dungeon, he is locked in a damp slum, sleeping only with a haystack. There were no blankets to warm up, no sufficient lighting, and no air gaps to enter. The feeling of loneliness is often felt, because there is no one else but him. It was a long-abandoned prison, yet people could heartily lock it up in such a bad place.

“Your son? He's dead.”

It was so easy for the woman to utter such a painful fact in front of her little sister. The carefree expression she showed looked too annoying, despite her beautiful appearance, but her heart did not show the slightest beauty. He made the sister languish behind bars, the murder charge directed at her sister.

“What? Don't you joke! My son cannot die. Didn't you promise to let my son live? Then why are you saying my son is dead? Explain to me!”

The woman demanded an explanation, she hoped that it was just a fake news told by her brother. His son is still 5 years old, like children in general he likes to play and does not understand what has been overwritten by the mother.

“I'm not kidding, can't you see my serious face? I forgot, you're blind. So, how could you possibly see my face.”

He laughed mockingly at his sister begging him, not a glimmer of kindness emanated from the look of that beautiful face.

Krieett

The entrance suddenly gaped, a pair of footsteps approaching them. A tall man stood arrogantly in front of the woman, his black pupils looking down on her.

“I heard you asked your son to come back, this is your son.”

A little boy's head was thrown by the man into his lap, he fumbled it whether it was his son or not. Apparently true, his 5-year-old son whom he raised wholeheartedly died in vain without being able to feel the happiness of life. The woman cried hysterically for a moment, she hugged her disembodied child's head.

“My son... What is my son's fault with you? WHAT HARM? THE LEOANRD! ISN'T CRISPIN YOUR SON? Butwhy? Why did you kill him?”

The blonde-haired man named Leonard who is suspected as the father of Crispin, the son of the paralyzed woman.

“Hahaha what did you say? Crispin my son? No Krystal! Crispin is not necessarily my son. To be honest, the night after we got married wasn't just me fucking you.”

Leonard revealed the shocking fact, Krystal the name of the paralyzed woman was shocked by Leonard's words.

“What do you mean? You're not the only one fucking me?”

“EMILIA!” sergeant Krystal emotion.

Bugh!

Leonard kicked Krystal in the chest, causing Krystal to fall down and endure the pain of Leonard's treatment of her. He loved Leonard very much, believing every word he said from his sweet mouth, but it turned out to be a lie. Krystal felt deceived, hurt, and disappointed in herself.

“How dare you raise your voice to Her Royal Highness Princess Emilia!” snapped Leonard, he defended Krystal's sister blatantly in front of him.

Krystal tried to get up, rather than her heart, Leonard's kick wound was nothing to Krystal. I don't know what sin he has committed to his beloved husband to make him behave unfairly to him.

“What's my fault with you guys? Why do you have to take care of me?” Krystal could not help but cry, she wanted to get angry but she could not, she wanted to go on a rampage but she had no power to. Nothing can be expected of that weak and deformed body.

“Actually you have nothing wrong but your face that exceeds my beauty. However, as long as you know in this palace no one expects your presence, Leonard from the beginning was mine. I ordered her to approach you, make you fall in love, then smash you to pieces.”

Emilia's words sounded painful, Krystal's fragile little heart slashed instantly. The sincerity he gave Leonard was just a game to console them in a bottomless trap. Emilia as her older sister is so cruel to slander that she destroys herself without pause.

“You fool! You were fooled by my game. Did you really think Leonard was sincere with you? You dream too far, quickly wake you up from the dream is a useless base! Your existence is just a parasite on the Albertine Empire. There is no point in being beautiful if your brain is not contained, disgusting!” Emilia was the head of Krystal, there was no resistance from Krystal to Emilia's treatment.

“It is fortunate that you were accommodated to live in this palace, you should be grateful. That pretty face of yours was wasted, can you see how perfect Her Highness Princess Emilia is? Besides being beautiful, she is also the only saint who is respected by all people on this earth. As for you, it's no more valuable than a piece of trash!” Leonard insulted and compared Krystal to Emilia.

“KILLERS! A LIAR! YOU TWO DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE HAPPILY!” krystal shouted full of passionate emotions.

Plakkk

Emilia slapped hard enough into Krystal's cheek, and she had to stop her yelling at Emilia and Leonard. Then Emilia violently grabbed onto Krystal's hair, pulling it strong and making Krystal's scalp detach.

“This cheap woman like you cannot be allowed to live longer, do not be proud because you have a face prettier than me. You know for yourself that beautiful faces are useless here, the main thing is brain as well as strength. While you are alone, what can be boasted about? You're a disgrace! Born from the womb of a concubine who incidentally is a comfort woman. Just looking at your face I'm so sick of it!” Emilia pushes Krystal's body, there is no power she is fighting Emilia.

Krystal was born to a concubine who used to be a comfort woman, even though she never saw what her mother's face looked like, because her mother had died before she could recognize her. The Emperor was his real father, but Krystal had no protection from him because Krystal was known to have such a foolish brain that the Emperor regarded Krystal's existence as an imperial disgrace. People looked down on Krystal, not a single person was willing to stand up for her.

“Am I wrongly born not as smart and strong as you? AM I WRONG? I DON'T WANT TO LIVE LIKE THIS EITHER. I TID—”

Jamba!