Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 397 Mission: 17-1 The Fall of Virgil
In the endless void, Virgil opened his eyes.

"here it is……"

He made a puzzled sound, climbed up from the broken ground, and found some familiar traces in this shattered void.

This was the former home of Sparta, a ruin that existed only in his memory.

Here, he heard the voice from his mother.

Reality and falsehood, past and present, all became a jumbled mess in Virgil's mind. He vaguely felt that he might have been killed, and the feeling of being pierced through his heart remained intact, but there was no scar or real feeling.

Virgil reached out his hand and touched his chest as usual, only then did he discover the biggest abnormality.

The pendant on his chest disappeared along with his power.

In the end what happened?
Perhaps his mother's voice could give him the answer.

Fortunately, even though he had lost his power, the Yama Blade was still in his hand, which meant that Virgil no longer had to fear the demons lurking in this broken space.

Following the voice's guidance, Virgil walked forward.

"Where are you going like this?"

But another voice spoke from behind Virgil, causing him to stop in his tracks.

Behind him, the pure white shadow stood where Virgil had woken up, holding the missing pendant in his hand.

Virgil stared at it, with the blade in his hand a finger's length out of its sheath, and asked with a wary look: What are you?
The faceless figure replied, "If you want to get it back, catch up with me."

It disappeared where it was.

What's going on?
Virgil gritted his teeth and after thinking for a moment decided to go find the voice that sounded like his mother's first.

He passed through the manor that was split into countless ruins, killed the demons that blocked his way, and came to the quiet cemetery.

Yes. His memory was still in a state of chaos, and he belatedly remembered this: his mother had died long ago, and her body was buried under this brick.

"Virgil."

But the sound continued to come. Virgil touched his chest, as if he understood something.

As expected, he too must be dead. His mother is calling for his return from the underworld.

Now all Virgil had to do was return to his mother's arms and fall into eternal sleep.

What a great ending.

"Are you just going to give up like that?" The white phantom reappeared, its tone adding a hint of sarcasm. "Do you really not remember anything?"

What does this mean?
Virgil didn't understand what the white shadow wanted to express. He just felt very tired, very tired, and needed a good sleep.

And the mother's arms are not far away at this moment.

But the pendant dangling in the shadow's hand caught his attention again. It was the pendant his mother had given him, a symbol of Virgil. Yes, without the pendant, his mother wouldn't have recognized him.

Virgil should take it with him even to his grave.

Virgil held out his hand and stared at the pendant in silence.

This action means "give it to me."

"You'll have to get it yourself."

The shadowy figure laughed and disappeared, leaving a blue trail in the air. Virgil turned his head and glanced at the blurry photo on the tombstone.

Excuse me, mother, please wait for me a moment.

Virgil nodded with this thought, picked up the knife, ignored the increasingly urgent calls behind him, and staggered away again.

He dragged his exhausted body through the ruins once more, chasing all the way out of the manor's gate. The white shadow stood outside. Behind him was a wet, dirty street lit by neon lights.

The street seemed familiar to Virgil, but it also gave him a headache. Virgil pressed his forehead and reached out his hand again.

"Give me the pendant," he pleaded silently.

"Still no response?"

Finally, dissatisfaction emerged in the shadow's voice, and intense emotions wrapped around its body like a dark fog.

"How long are you going to play dumb?"

The shadow shouted angrily, pulled out a long sword exactly like the Yama Sword from the void beside him, and pointed it at Virgil.

Virgil remained silent. In his heart, he had only one thought: to retrieve the pendant and sleep soundly in his mother's arms, whether it lasted forever or only a moment.

This unfazed attitude completely enraged the phantom. It and the street behind it vanished from their original location. As Virgil glanced around for it, it suddenly reappeared behind him, its long white blade piercing Virgil's chest squarely. A cold, familiar touch pierced Virgil's chest, piercing his chaotic memories.

There was someone before who stabbed him in the chest like this.

Who is that?

"So, you should remember something, right?"

The shadowy figure sneered and kicked Virgil off the fractured ground. Virgil's body and soul seemed frozen by the cold air of the blade, solidifying into eternal amber as he plummeted through the empty void.

He fell heavily into the water.

Dark clouds, cold rain, noisy advertisements, and colorful neon lights.

And he has nothing.

Virgil lay in the water, letting the heavy rain fall on his body, face, and eyes. He just lay there quietly, motionless.

A shadowy figure whose face could not be seen clearly stepped on the accumulated water and approached Virgil's head, holding a weapon that flashed with cold light in his hand.

"Do you remember now?" it asked.

I remembered.

Virgil dug the scene before him from his chaotic memories, and every element fit perfectly. Beyond the white shadow that had stabbed him, another dark figure stood still in the rain, pointing a gun at Virgil.

Yes, Virgil is dead.

Because of a ruthless betrayal.

Virgil looked at the crimson pendant on the black figure's chest and recognized him. But the name melted into the mist of memory, close at hand yet so far away.

That person is...

The shadowy figure fired. The bullet pierced Virgil's chest, sending blood splattering in the rain, yet it didn't warm Virgil even a little.

"You are not needed."

The black shadow spoke, and a hoarse and chaotic laugh reached Virgil's ears, and the ripples it created disappeared in the rain of flowers.

——I see, so Virgil is not needed.

Because it is useless, it will be discarded.

If that wasn't the case, why was he betrayed?
That's right. That's it. It has to be that way.

Virgil stared blankly at the dark sky, allowing the white shadow to reach into his chest.

The beating heart was removed.

(End of this chapter)