Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 205 Mission: 06-2 V's Vision

V sighed softly.

"We haven't been able to stop this after all?"

He said so.

V——this mysterious man who arrived late felt helpless.

The Sandbox is an incredible place. Although it has its own independent timeline, this timeline is a dimension higher than the outside world. Starting from the present in the Sandbox, it is possible to reach any point in time in the outside world, whether in the past or the future.

It is precisely for this reason that the causal relationship between the sandplay and the outside world is also complex. When something happens in the sandplay, there will be a similar development outside the sandplay as a contrast, and... they are mutually causal.

Like many other things happening in the small garden, the tree that now appeared before V was causally linked to the Demonic World Tree in "that world." Because the Demonic World Tree appeared in the outside world, the "Beast of Six Hundred and Sixty-Six" was able to summon it to this world; and because this tree appeared in the small garden, the same thing would definitely happen in "that world."

As long as any one of them is stopped and the chain of cause and effect is cut, V will be able to stop the demon in the tree from destroying everything as he wishes.

Unfortunately, he was always one step late.

By this point, the Demon Tree has fully taken root and is beginning to pierce the ground, attacking living things. This signifies that V in the original timeline ultimately failed to prevent the tragedy. The Demon Tree eventually breaks through the ground, destroying the entire city.

"What are you daydreaming about?"

The black bird perched on V's shoulder—"Griffin"—let out a sharp, piercing taunt: "That guy took away all your strength. You think you can defeat him?"

V swung his cane and hit Griffin on the head, knocking him to the ground. He then said calmly, "I never said I planned to face him alone. It's just that I can't find anyone who can fight him anymore."

V was summoned to the Little Garden. Before that, he had already experienced failure.

When the Demon World Tree and the demons within it appeared, V wanted to seek help from the descendant of Sparta, the strongest demon hunter in the world, but it turned out that the man had disappeared for many years and no one knew where he had gone.

Knowing that no one else in the world could stop the demon in the tree, V was left alone to face the enemy, and unsurprisingly, he was defeated. Just as he was about to be completely annihilated by the demon's attack, someone summoned him to the small garden.

Unlike the previous situation where he fought alone, maybe this time he could try to unite with other contestants to prevent the birth of the tree - this was what V originally thought.

But it was too late. From the moment the game began, the Demonic World Tree had probably become unstoppable.

"…But this time, there is other hope."

V whispered, "At least we can prevent that guy from becoming the 'Demon King'."

But at this point, the black bird named Griffin got up from the ground and continued to speak depressing words.

"Don't be silly, V. You know this is meaningless." It said, "This game [Beast of Six Hundred and Sixty-Six] is a sure win. They will definitely get one of the new Demon King and the Fruit that creates the Demon King."

"shadow."

V ignored Griffin's chatter and called upon the second demon hidden within him. The shadow beneath his feet stirred, transforming into a pitch-black liquid that lifted his feet. "We have help from others."

V said this, rapidly advancing with the flowing shadows. Griffin flew through the air, scouting the surroundings as he continued to grumble, "Honestly, if you're so imaginative, why not imagine defeating that guy and taking the fruit to become the new Demon King?"

At this point, V's expression finally changed. He frowned and sneered in disdain, "You want me to lead that bunch of disgusting losers abandoned by their father? Are they worthy?"

"Okay, okay. Let's see..."

Griffin dived forward and quickly approached the location where the tree roots emerged.

It was at this moment that a slender hand reached out from above and grabbed its throat.

"Gah!"

Griffin, furious, struggled repeatedly within the delicate yet relentless grip, only making strange, hoarse noises. V, on the ground, naturally noticed this immediately and paused. The shadow beneath him, carrying him forward like a skateboard, leaped out of the ground and transformed into a pitch-black cheetah to protect him.

The person who caught Griffin slowly landed on the roof, held its head in front of his eyes, and their four eyes met.

The person had light blue eyes, long golden hair, and was dressed in a black dress. It was clear she was a young girl. V took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then raised his head and asked, "Miss, could you please release my familiar?"

From a distance, V felt vaguely that the other person's features seemed familiar, but he was also very sure that he didn't know her. Not knowing why the other person suddenly attacked Griffin, V was a little confused for a moment.

"Your familiar?"

The girl chuckled and let go of the black bird. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I just killed several black birds that attacked me, and I thought it would do the same."

Griffin, having escaped with his life, flapped his wings and quickly returned to V's body, transforming into a pitch-black tattoo and remaining motionless. The girl jumped from the roof, folded her emerald green wings behind her, and landed in front of V.

She ignored the restless black panther in front of her, leaned forward and gracefully lifted her skirt, saying, "Nice to meet you. My name is Nero—Nero Fortuna."

"Just call me 'V'."

While answering, V pondered his own goal: the girl in front of him was obviously also a contestant. How could he convince her to help him?

Then, his brain froze the moment the girl raised her head after bowing.

He finally remembered why the girl's face looked so familiar to him. The blonde hair and facial features were exactly like the "her" who had died at the hands of the devil decades ago. V couldn't help but imagine the image of that person, now faded with memory, overlapping with the girl before him.

"Mother?"

V, who was not mentally prepared in advance, subconsciously uttered these two words, and then found himself in the girl's hesitant and resistant eyes, and turned his head away awkwardly.

Yes, of course the girl before him couldn't be V's mother. She looked old enough to be V's daughter. While searching for a way to fight the demon in the tree, V "accidentally" learned that the person who killed his mother—no, the demon itself—had created a demon in her image to lure V's brother into the trap. V could tell the girl before him was also a demon, and clearly not of Sparda's bloodline. Could she be the same?
Thinking this, V spoke again.

(End of this chapter)