Orion opened his eyes in a strange room.


    The sound of running water soothed his mind, while the blueish hue captured by his eyes confused him.


    It took him only a few seconds to actually remember what happened the night before, as he sat on the rather comfortable and soft algae bed.


    Next to him, barely clothed, Senia slept soundly.


    Recalling the rough night, he placed his face between both hands.


    ''Having sex underwater is something I would have never imagined...''


    Moving one arm to the side, he placed his hand into a rift and pulled out dry clothes from it.


    Even if he went at it in this environment, since he was unaffected by it, it felt like normal.


    ''Never underestimate the power of a timid person...''


    After putting on his clothes, he sat on the bed''s edge and leaned backward toward Senia.


    Placing his hand on her hair, which was hiding her right eye, Orion gently caressed her.


    "See you later."


    He stood up and quietly left her room.


    ...


    "Hnnnnnng!"


    Immediately after, Orion walked downstairs while stretching his arms over his head.


    The audible cracking of his bones told a story only he and Senia knew about.


    Getting back to his usual routine, he went to the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee.


    When he turned into the dining room, he realized that other people were already awake.


    "Hi."


    Walking inside, Orion waved at his mother.


    "Good morning, Orion."


    Greeting her son, Orianne yawned lightly.


    "Is this the hour you usually wake up to?"


    As he walked into the kitchen, he asked.


    "Not really."


    When he entered the kitchen, he found himself face-to-face with Tetra, who looked even more tired than Orianne.


    The drowsy look in her eyes showed that she had been awakened against her will.


    "Aah~, I see..."


    Orion watched as she walked past him with a cup of very dark coffee in her hand. He rapidly brewed his own before joining the two at the table.


    "It''s about the rest of your story, isn''t it?"


    "Correct. Since I can''t really finish it with others around, I expected you to wake up early. I hope you don''t have anything urgent to do this morning."Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit.


    Pondering for a brief moment, he finally shook his head.


    "I''m fine. I was going to train to refresh myself, but that''s something I can do anytime."


    "I''m relieved."


    Placing a hand on her chest, she smiled.


    At the same time, Orion, who had sat next to Tetra, placed his hand on her back. With an up-and-down motion, he rubbed her back while applying basic magic to his hand.


    Tetra felt his energy remove the drowsiness in her head before her mind cleared up entirely.


    "Thanks."


    "No problem."


    Since she was here when Orianne told her story, she was forced to attend this early morning, as it would be unfair to finish it without her.


    "Alright. Last time, I stopped before I returned to Eogis, right?"


    Orion nodded.


    ~


    A demon rapidly flew over the sea, separating her home from the main continent of Triazils.


    In a few hours, she managed to cross the distance while feeling little to no exhaustion.


    Taking this opportunity to improve herself, she kept going over the land and rapidly returned to her village.


    Her singed and damaged cape flapped behind her back as her eyes settled on a marching force leaving the confines of the village.


    "Shit! He truly agreed to invade the angels..."


    Feeling grand disappointment in her people, she picked up the pace.


    As she watched a few thousand demons stand in formation, she noticed the person she was looking for.


    She flew over the formation, catching everyone''s eyes. After flying in various patterns, she dropped to the ground behind the leader of the demon faction.


    *Drop*


    Placing her feet on the ground, Orianne wiped the dust off her legs.


    "Who are you?"


    A tall man with short black hair and an imperial mustache glared at the hidden figure that appeared behind him.


    "Not even recognizing your daughter... You''re really something."


    Walking toward him, she removed the hood that was concealing her face.


    "Orianne!"


    The man''s expression showed great relief, but it immediately turned into a sharp glare.


    Clenching his fists tightly, he faced her.


    Orianne''s father, Atlas, was way taller than his daughter. Albeit old, he was still renowned for his impartial conduct in all circumstances.


    This was what Orianne hated the most about him.


    "Do you even realize what listening to those morons will accomplish?"


    "Those pathetic retainers that never stepped a foot on the battlefield told you to subjugate the angels. Great."


    "Then what? I thought blood had spilled enough times to learn the lesson."


    She unclasped the metal hinge of her cape and threw the entire piece of cloth into the grass.


    "You little girl who knows nothing of the adult world! You should know not to open that mouth to spout such idealistic ideas."


    "Talks about peace won''t certify a bright future for our people. We cannot stand another hundred years of fighting when food has become that scarce."


    "Open your eyes, Orianne. There is no other solution."


    Breathing in and out, she remained calm. The teachings of the ''Volcanic Dragon'', Diramo?, weren''t wasted on her.


    "So what if I dream of peace?"


    Glaring at her father, her demonic trait stunned everyone.


    "I have idealistic ideas? You''re the one who should be nurturing those ideas."


    "Why am I the only one who seems to care about our future? Killing the angel because we don''t have food..."


    She inhaled and shouted.


    "Bunch of buffoons!"


    Her voice shocked her father. The pure, unaltered wrath behind her words carried a pressure that was unbelievable to Atlas.


    "Have you ever wondered about joining hands with the angels? Instead of stealing a land that is nearly like ours, wouldn''t it be better to strive to build it instead?"


    "Work the fields alongside our neighbors. Cultivate both the land and our relationship between each other!"


    As she stepped closer to her father, her nails grew longer and her wings stretched wider.


    The intimidation she was exerting terrified the soldiers behind her father, but they weren''t the main recipients of her fury.


    In their eyes, she was similar to those creatures of legends that rarely appeared.


    "You told me, didn''t you?"


    Her feet stopped in their tracks as she glared at him.


    "That if I wanted to make those words a reality, I had to throw away my weaknesses."


    "You told me that those dreams were the reason for my lack of talent."


    "Would you still say this in front of mom''s face?!"


    Swiping her hand in front of her, she leaped forward, leaving no room for regret.


    Atlas clenched his teeth and managed to pull himself out of the fearful state he was in.


    He glanced at the greatsword stuck in the ground but shook his head internally before clashing with his daughter.


    Both entered a destructive brawl, catching the other''s fists as they aimed for each other''s faces.


    In complete silence, the soldiers watched their leader lose to Orianne after only a few minutes.


    Battered completely, Atlas fell to the ground, both knees sinking into the ground.


    "Weak..."


    Orianne looked at the sky with a torn expression. The days of weakness had ended, and with it, she inherited the mantle of the demons'' leader.


    Having bested her father in a duel, she obtained the entire power to do what she wanted.


    "Dad... Are my dreams so unrealistic?"


    Her gaze met Atlas''. For a moment, they stared into each other''s eyes.


    "I never thought they were. She would be proud of you."


    At that moment, she understood who the real enemy was.


    ''Those pathetic worms!''


    As Atlas stood up and removed his coat, he looked as his daughters glared past the stationed soldiers.


    He placed the coat on her shoulder and took a step back.


    "Everyone! Return to the city and detain the retainers of our faction."


    "Their polluting mindset has to come to an end, and what better day than today to make it so!"


    With a wild and chilling smile, she extended her right arm forward.


    "We will no longer wage war against the angels. I have seen enough of your blood spill on these lands to know we have fought for far too long."


    "Today, finish your duties and rest with your loved ones. It is an order."


    Confused, the soldiers looked at each other. Slowly, they began to walk back into the walls of the village.


    Atlas observed quietly as his daughter gave orders with clear intent.


    The man who couldn''t disobey the words of his elders carefully watched as a new era arrived for his people.


    And the one who brought this to reality was none other than his cherished daughter, Orianne.


    That same day, forty-five retainers were arrested and relieved of their functions. They were forced to let go of the power they had over the entire faction and accept Orianne as their new leader.


    Of course, many thought what she did was against the demons. Many tried to rebel against her, but the soldiers themselves, who admired her for her bravery against Atlas, protected her from them.


    On the side of the angels, Reon had already subjugated all the retainers and successfully created a new order of angels, who embraced the ideas of peace.


    It took less than a month to strike a definite peace treaty between the two factions.


    Alongside it, prosperity finally flourished in both factions. Food became abundant after Reon created devices to help grow crops, and Orianne brought the two together by erasing the prejudices between them.


    Until the day Diramo? called for her, Orianne''s dreams of peace continued to grow exponentially.