The reaction is so fast. The little girl was already in front of Galerna, blocking her or rather protecting Galerna, with her shiny dagger raised, ready to attack in case of danger.

"It's touching. A little girl, the only one to be so loyal to you, Your Majesty.”

"What else do you want here? You've had enough of provoking my people, your lies, your cunning,” Galerna hissed furiously.

“Nothing can stop me, Your Majesty. I am the light and dark side of you. There is always black and white. I am black disguised as white. We'll see how Your Majesty can deal with this war. ”

"ENOUGH! ENOUGH OF YOUR THOUGHTS! STAY AWAY FROM ME, DON'T SPREAD HATE IN MY PEOPLE!” roared Galerna.

Galerna is no longer angry, seeing the White Smiling Cry is anger. Although the little girl swiftly attacked the white-robed figure. The Smiling Weeping White disappeared into the darkness.

The White Smiling Cry had said before disappearing, the figure in the white robe said something that made Galerna even angrier and on the other hand, the little girl was worried.

“I knew His Majesty was about to start a raid on the Royal Capital, taking back your palace. Too bad, too bad. His Majesty will be killed at the hands of Prince Kaivan.”

***

A thousand years ago. Beautiful country, green lush forest that gives coolness. The vast ocean provides abundant biological wealth. Mountains, lakes, and valleys, beautify a land. The vast ocean stretches, and the expanse of the islands is amazing. The beauty and richness of nature are so abundant.

Thousands of islands and the vastness of the ocean lay great kingdoms occupied by great wizards. Witch. People who have studied sorcery, spirituality, and the art of the sword to the point of greatness that ordinary people worship. Although in the past, conflicts between humans and magicians have occurred. More common mortals glorify magicians who become rulers of great kingdoms.

The Terrace Kingdom was in the West Country. It's not just a prosperous kingdom. But with the beautiful landscape and fertile land stand the very majestic Fragrant Palace. The flower fields stretched wide in the western part of the Fragrant Palace.

A Royal Ruler, wearing a royal robe. Layered white shirt and long blue robe. He is characterized by a tall white man, jet black hair, and short bangs that are styled to the right.

As a single parent, King Harsa raised his only son who would become the heir to the throne of the Terrace Kingdom. The Crown Prince is now seven years old. Galerna Gosswardt. The Young Prince of Terrace. The Crown Prince was loved by the people and became the pride of the Terrace Kingdom.

Harsa took her little son for a walk through the garden behind the palace, enjoying the view of the garden, accompanied by the chirping of birds flying throughout the garden. They sat on a bench in the corner of the park, right behind a shady tree as a shade from the hot afternoon sun. Little Galena sat beside Harsa.

"Father, will you tell me this story?" pointed Galerna at the book she was embracing.

"Where did you find this book?" asked Harsa curiously.

"I found it in the old books room, on the floor of Dad's basement."

"I haven't seen this book in a long time," Harsa recalled.

"Do you know this book?"

Harsa chuckled, "Of course, your grandfather often told me this fairy tale when you were little."

Harsa took the big book from Galerna's tiny hand and opened the first page.

"Five thousand years ago, a sorcerer traveled all over the world, the wizard was known by the name of the Great Wizard God by both wizards and humans, for his services as the savior of the world."

"The Great Wizard God? Why is he called a savior, Father?" Galerna asked.

"He was a skilled and great magician in the past, an expert and immortal wizard of witchcraft, that's why he is called the Great Wizard God. The Great Wizard God worshiped by the people of the Terrace Kingdom, the God of Salvation, the God of Saraska."

Galerna frowned and interrupted her father's answer with a new question.

“What about God Anggraska? Is it the same as the god we worship today? Yesterday I was walking in another city, they worshiped God Anggraska."

Harsa just smiled. Little Galerna always had questions that were difficult for Harsa to answer, and instead of confusing little Galerna, mixing up other matters.

Harsa answered sensibly. "God Anggraska is identical to the god worshiped by the people of the Langdon Kingdom, and we from the past, from our royal ancestors, worshiped God Saraska, the God of Salvation of the people of Terrace."

"But what I want to remind you, whatever god people worship, the people of Terrace are still our people. There is no difference or discrimination. Being the motto of the Terrace Kingdom, 'various colors, but there is only one that represents the whole, whatever people worship, whatever race and their ethnicity, they are still the people of the Terrace Kingdom. Just as the Great Wizard God was the savior, his role in the past did not look at caste."

"Witches and ordinary humans are involved in a very complicated historical conflict, humans do not accept the presence of witches who think humans are greedy, weak, and have no privileges like we are magicians."

"The Great Wizard God is just a wanderer, traveling all over the world, seeing with his eyes the various war conflicts between wizards and humans. That is the story that is told in every fairy tale. However, during the journey amid war conflicts between wizards and humans. The Great Wizard God realized one thing."

"What is it, Dad?" Galerna was getting curious.

"The conflict between the two races, witches and humans, the difference is only in one of the clans who have a privilege, namely us, witches. Humanity is in the grip of hatred, malice, despair, and sadness that are toyed with by beings from the underworld. The trigger of creatures that have many nicknames. The instigator. The ruse."

"At that time, the war of two different castes was raging all over the world. The war was relentless for hundreds of years, until mankind fell into misery and tragedy of war, bringing despair, sadness, hatred, and revenge."

"Mankind has fallen into the devil's cunning schemes. A creature from the underworld. The devil has no body to serve as a vessel, so the devil takes new bodies from human souls that have been tainted with hatred, despair, and sadness. That's where the devil is. get a new container and take over the human body."

"On the other hand. A poor beautiful woman, sadly lamenting sorrow in the middle of the battlefield. Many witches who were members of her Noble Clan died before their eyes. But her deepest sorrow was the one she loved, who had lived with her all that time. ."

"Tears kept flowing down the beautiful face, hugging and kissing the lifeless body in front of her, the man in love with the woman, so cold and a gaping hole right in the heart. Dry tears, tired of crying will not bring the man she loves back But it is sadness and despair that the Devil takes advantage of, whispering poison and lies."

“Somehow what happened on the battlefield, has now turned into an increasingly chaotic disaster and is leading to the annihilation of mankind. The mages and mortals who were at war at that time saw the figure of a gigantic monster, the Demon Goddess in her final form, resurrected from human despair."

"Destroying, destroying everything in sight, the revival of the Demon Goddess ends the war between witches and humans but brings about a new catastrophe that puts humanity on the verge of extinction. One that can stop the Demon Goddess from another world."