The day the Red Shoe Purger caught them, they knew it marked the end of their lives. Not only would it be the end, but they would literally perish into nothingness after being completely purged. It was their endgame. Their resentment and persistence become futile. Their future amounted to nothing. However, because Gaige devoured his friends' souls, they didn't fade into the void. Instead, they could only return as dolls or slaves. On the other hand, Gaige received a second chance—a chance for vengeance—because he had turned into a Purger. Nevertheless, Adal's making him consume a Purger and his friend's soul against his will was a grave injustice. Although he had no memory of the process of becoming one, the thought of consuming another Purger disgusted him. "Why did you turn me into a Purger?" Gaige asked, his voice emanating from inside the system. "I'm not going to answer that," Adal replied bluntly. Gaige was about to erupt in rage, but he paused when Adal continued, "I can m

Without pain, Antur's precious wings slowly detached from his ankles, and his feathers dramatically fell out. The wings that had once represented their identity as servants of the gods were slipping away from his grasp. He desperately attempted to halt the process by tightly hugging his wings, but it was a futile effort. [You have been recommended by the God of War, Lord Ydnah, to join the purging.] The word "recommended" grated on him. It was infuriating to read, as there was no way turning into a purger could be likened to a simple job assignment; it was a punishment. But why was he suddenly facing punishment? He had no awareness of the reason behind it, so he implored the flashing screen that continually bombarded him with messages, asking, "Why am I being punished?" However, he received nothing more than an automated response, the same message delivered to countless other angels facing a similar fate. Antur's confusion and frustration mounted as he grappled with this bewilderi

Healing powers were exclusive to beings with light attributes and heavenly creatures. Any creature or attribute associated with darkness and the underworld possessed the ability to regenerate and heal themselves but was devoid of the capacity to heal others. Such entities were often characterized by their selfish and self-centered nature, making the act of healing others a power they would never utilize, even if they possessed it. Therefore, hearing that a human's sibling had healing powers suggested that this person was either a divine being, a saint, or a priest with the potential to contact heaven. This made Antur open to the idea of seeking assistance from Eric's brother, especially since he couldn't come to terms with the severe punishment he had received for merely approaching a divine entity's dwelling. "Everyone is dead. Who will pilot your aircraft?" Antur inquired after they had made their way around Eric's mansion. Antur had incapacitated all the enemies they had encountere

Eric's reaction to finding his brother lifeless was devoid of shock or distress. He simply stared at Gaige with profound sorrow, having experienced the loss of family members in the past. The difference was that the eighteen-year-old brother before him played no role in the family business; he was merely a pawn of their mother, a fate more tragic than that of those who had died in service. "Why is my brother not breathing?" Eric asked Patal once more, this time in a calmer tone. Patal remained silent, standing at the door without any intention of answering Eric's question. Eric should have pointed his gun at Patal by now, but instead, he chose to engage in conversation, despite Patal's clear reluctance. Eric knew of Patal's loyalty to their family and was aware of how Patal carried out his duties. However, Patal's concealment of Gaige's death was deeply suspicious. "Tell me. I won't inform Mother if you have a valid reason," Eric implored. "He is not dead, sir," Patal replied. "D

Gaige gently patted Lisa’s back, but his attention was on the uninvited purger. "Who is he, Lisa?" Gaige asked. Lisa stood up, wiping the side of her eyes, and reported, "Today marks the sixth day you've been asleep. Yesterday, Sir Eric and his girlfriend arrived here due to Madam Ellise’s order." Gaige's ears perked up at the mention of Ellise's involvement with another purger. He had never imagined Ellise would care for more than one purger. Studying the face of the frozen purger, Gaige found it strangely familiar. "Why are you here?" he asked. Unfortunately, he couldn't yet see the overhead name, so he had no clue who the person was. "Do you not remember?" Antur replied, loosening up, though he remained seated on the floor. He brushed his long silver hair with his fingers, careful not to let it touch the carpet. "Remember what? Did we meet before? Ah! Right! Wait?" Gaige's voice shifted from low to high as he remembered Antur. At the same time, he grew perplexed about why he w