Fated to Be Loved by Villains

0% For Eleanor Elinalise La Tristan, the Aura that was sleeping inside her heart was something that evoked a strange sense of belonging.

Like a companion she had been with for the longest time. Then again, when someone spent a long time sharing one body with someone else, they were bound to feel attached to the other person whether they liked it or not, no?

“-Are you kidding me—?!”

Hence why...

No words needed to explain how intense her anger was as she grabbed the Gray Devil, who was floating behind her back, by the collar while shouting those words.

“...”

“...”

Her voice was so forceful that even the Prophet and I, who were watching from the side, could only silently turn our gazes at each other at the same time.

Like, she wasn’t just angry—I could feel the rage coming out of her mouth. It was so intense that she could probably get a mythical feat from that.

And I probably wasn’t too far off from assuming so since she just grabbed the Gray Devil by the collar and threw her to the ground.

“...Did she just shoulder-throw a Devil?”

“...She looked like a gold medalist in judo.”

“What does that even mean?”

Actually, it felt like she was a gold medalist of every combat sport in the Olympics instead of just judo.

The way she grabbed the Gray Devil by the hair and violently pounded her would definitely nail her a standing ovation if this was an actual combat sport match.

[-!]

Of course, the Gray Devil didn’t just let herself be beaten. She immediately spread her Demonic Aura in all directions, encroaching on the surroundings.

However, even though her Authority was on such a ridiculous level that could even manipulate reality, albeit temporarily, it still wasn’t enough to block Eleanor’s attacks.

[...!]

Soon, she realized that using her Demonic Aura would be useless, and the fight turned into hand-to-hand combat.

Every time the two women’s blows collided violently, a shockwave spread to the surroundings, making it start to tremble horribly. This unrealistic scene where a being who was considered transcendental even among the mythical beings brawled with a mere human went on.

The Prophet who was watching them in a daze soon asked in a stunned voice.

“...What the heck am I watching? How is this even possible?”

“I mean, it’s quite simple.”

Since the Gray Devil knew in advance that I was going to take out the other Devils’ powers, she probably hid her ‘main body’ somewhere else first. Knowing her, it was clear where she hid it.

In other words...

We didn’t need to look for it anywhere else. Eleanor’s body, in this exact timeline, was her main body.

This was why she was able to show such an overwhelming power compared to the other Devils, because unlike them, the Gray Devil had always been united with her main body.

Originally, the other Devils were able to use a much more advanced Authority than what they’ve been using so far...

But, now that the Vessels were combined with the main body, and a foreign matter was mixed in, that didn’t matter anymore.

As for why I reached that conclusion...

“In other words, all of your worries will disappear once that punk gets subdued.”

“...What?”

“If the Gray Devil lost the ‘initiative’ after Eleanor subdued her, everything that you’re worried about will be nipped in the bud, no?”

I told her that if she was worried about the situation where the world got completely fucked due to the Devils going berserk, then we just needed to incapacitate them.

As long as that situation over there was resolved, I got to keep my word.

“...You’re expecting a human to subdue a Devil? Is that even possible?”

“Since I said so, it’s possible.”

Of course, if the Gray Devil’s plan worked the way she wanted to, we couldn’t even hope for that outcome.

But, the Gray Devil had been using Eleanor’s body as her ‘main body’ under the assumption that she could beat her in a situation like this. The problem here was that by doing so, she had given Eleanor half of her power.

Which meant, this was a perfect chance where she could just fall for her own tricks.

“If things were to keep going like this, their fight would eventually turn into something else entirely.”

Which was...

“...A match to see who likes me more.”

“...”

The Prophet’s jaw dropped, clearly dumbfounded.

I was just telling the truth, though.

They were clearly having a contest of willpower there, and I couldn’t think of any other reason why they would do such a thing in this situation.

“So, we don’t need to make a move?”

“Yeah.”

“...You trashy motherfucker.”

“Well, to be fair, I’ve never stopped believing.”

“In what?”

“My bride of course. She’s definitely someone who likes me the most in this world.”

“...You really have a way with words, huh, you fuck?”

“...”

The Prophet said so, but the scene unfolding before our eyes didn’t betray my trust.

Eleanor, who was grabbing the Gray Devil by the collar as she was resisting violently, grabbed her neck and pulled it all the way to the ground.

I remembered seeing this spectacle. Back then, it was the Gray Devil who did this to the White Devil.

“Dowd is my husband...!”

Eleanor’s voice, full of rage that had reached its limit, echoed through the space.

“The past, present, future...! He is always mine no matter what! All of him belongs to me!”

“...”

Uh...

That’s...

You know...

I don’t know what I should feel after hearing how obsessed she is with me...

Her voice was resolute, beyond rage, close to a vow. Knowing that this was a woman who had never strongly shown her emotion made the Prophet and I, who weren’t involved at all in the situation, hunch our bodies for a moment.

“Whether it is God! Devils! Angels! Nobody! Can! Take! Him! Away from me—!”

She hit the Devil’s head on the ground as if she was trying to crush it. Each word equaled one hit.

“...”

It was a brutal sight.

A sight that made it clear how hard this person had been holding this in.

“Carve it painfully on your body—!”

While I was watching her while trembling...

Eleanor let out a roar that sounded like lightning striking down as she beat down the Devil to a pulp.

“You dare—! You dare took away my first experience—”

As she said such words...

Eleanor struck the Gray Devil’s head violently on the ground.

Soon after, the Gray Devil’s main body was shattered and scattered in all directions.

It seemed like she had received so much trauma that she didn’t have enough power to manifest herself in the Material Realm anymore.

With that, the astounding scene of a human being subduing a Devil...

Had actually been realized.

“...Your wife is batshit insane.”

The Prophet muttered, clearly unsure of what to say. Hearing that, I agreed in silence.

“Anyway, she’s your wife, right...?”

“...Yeah?”

Why is she saying that suddenly?

“Doesn’t this mean you have to live forever with someone who could brawl with a fucking Devil and win from now on?”

“...”

“...Are you gonna be okay?”

I don’t fucking know.

But I guess that’s something I’d have to deal with from now on, huh...?

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“-Huu, huu—”

Her wedding dress that she had set up proudly this morning had become a mess, but Eleanor didn’t seem to care at all. She got up while wiping out her sweat that was dripping down like a flood.

The Gray Demonic Aura that was still enveloping her surroundings and heart throbbed violently, but she seemed to be unfazed by that.

“...You lost, so stay still. From now on, you have to obey my words.”

The Aura rose from inside her heart with discontent, but Eleanor just hit her heart with her fist instead of answering.

“...”

“...”

I swear I heard a squeak coming from there.

What the fuck is she doing to her own body?

“-Shut up. I am talking now.”

Hearing that, the Demonic Aura inside her heart became quiet.

It didn’t need a genius to see that Eleanor had the upper hand in this game of power between the two of them.

I turned my gaze from her to the Prophet.

The meaning behind my gaze was clear.

I’ve kept my promise.

Now it’s your turn.

“So...”

The Prophet sighed before she swept her hair and continued.

“...Is this the end?”

The emotion in her voice was actually close to dejection.

Well, I would’ve probably reacted the same way if the goal I had been working for my whole life was solved in such an...unexpected way like this.

“...Look, I won’t tell you to forget what you had experienced.”

In the first place, I wouldn’t dare to try to understand the suffering she had been through.

“But, can you at least give me a chance?”

“...”

Upon hearing what I said, she went silent.

She seemed to be thinking of how to reply to me for a while.

I didn’t know what was going on inside her mind, but now that we had come this far, I only expected one answer from her.

“-Seriously, you’re too much.”

Hearing her answer that was practically a ‘consent’...

A smile of relief formed on my face.

Because the meaning of this was clear.

< System Message >

[ You have approached the ‘Special Ending’. ]

[ Related perks will be revealed soon! ]

The end of my journey was just around the corner.