She stood before me holding that smile. Whether it was genuine or merely a mask, I couldn't tell.
"Eren. It's nice to finally meet you."
Her voice carried a softness that felt almost maternal. But I remained guarded. Every muscle in my body tensed with anticipation.
She resembled something divine. A goddess perhaps. Or some ancient being far beyond mortal comprehension.
And considering my rather spectacular history with divine entities, I wouldn't be surprised if this was another elaborate trap. Another manipulation. Another scheme ending with my execution.
Pervy Lord was the sole exception to that rule. Every other god I had encountered or heard about was nothing but trouble wrapped in holy light.
So I decided to be blunt.
