In a certain realm no human could set foot in, it is a realm where a real Transcendent resides. In a majestic white pantheon surrounded by clouds all around, let's not waste time to describe it; it was a divine realm.
Sitting on a white throne was a beautiful woman dressed in a white robe with a golden tiara on her head. She had long white hair and profound blue eyes seemingly containing an infinite galaxy. This is the administrator of this sector, a goddess, if you want.
This administrator was responsible for Kael's cheating death to reincarnate; sometimes she would ask an administrator from another sector to send a soul she would reincarnate to bring change to the world she oversaw. Not all the time do those reincarnated have a grand purpose, such as slaying the Demon King; most of the time it was simply to bring something new to mix with the existing one to achieve great balance.
Therefore, she forgot she had sent another one; it must have been sixteen years already, she mused.
"It seems I forgot something important; well, whatever, it must not be really important then. Let's see how he is doing. He must be living a good life like the ones I'd previously sent."
Using her administrator privilege, she was able to quickly locate him. Swinging her left palm in the air, a giant 3D holographic image manifested, showing Kael's current situation. Upon seeing him in a dimly lit dungeon, chained and almost looking like a skeleton, she couldn't help but shout.
"Eh? Why is he like this? Strange, he should have been living a good life with the th—"
She hadn't finished speaking before she heard Kael, who happened to be cursing at that moment.
"Fuck whatever God is responsible for all of this shit!"
"Eh? How vulgar of him. Not even grateful for what I did for him. He was even cursing at me. How infuriating," the administrator frowned; she felt like Kael had just thought of something extremely rude.
At that moment, Kael was thinking if he wasn't bound, he would have given her the middle finger of respect.
The infuriated administrator decided to watch a little bit. What followed was Abass walking in and beginning to torture the boy.
Although she disliked the mortal way of entertaining themselves, she couldn't bring herself not to watch; she even felt a little bit of satisfaction seeing Kael getting whipped. That mortal was disciplining him in her stead; she decided to think that way.
"Well, it's a bit excessive, though," she murmured, seeing the black whip viciously tear through Kael's back. It happened at that moment.
The boy narrowed his eyes; he must be thinking about something extremely rude again, she could swear.
"Fuck! Where the hell is my golden finger? Come forth, my golden finger!" the boy shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Hah!" The administrator facepalmed; it occurred to her now what she thought she had previously forgotten. She forgot to send the boy with a little gift like she used to.
"Teehee!''
If Kael was present he would have slapped her disregarding her status, 'Teehee, my ass.' he would have added.
''Aye! What a blunder. I should quickly send it to him."
She flicked her fingers to create a small white orb that levitated before her eyes. She was about to send it to Kael when suddenly she stopped, wearing a mischievous smile she decided.
"Let's wait a little bit before sending it over."
Her lips curved upward into a crescent shape; she was having fun, indeed, a sadist.
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Back to the dimly lit dungeon somewhere in the Etiah Kingdom. Kael, who had fallen unconscious due to intense pain, blood loss, and rage, had no idea someone just opened his cell door and walked in.
The one who walked in was dressed in black and white attire, the typical maid clothes. Her black hair tied in twin tails swung with every step she took. Her face could only be described as cute.
It had been twelve years since she began working here; now almost eighteen, she had seen her fair share of working for nobles, especially the young master with his twisted hobby. She couldn't count how many slaves that man had ruined. She was the one who cleaned up after the mess. The life of a maid with a perverted master was rough; if it weren't for the pay and her family at home to look after, Brea would have quit a long time ago.
Shaking her head and making her twin tails twirl, she decided to get to work and be done with it.
'Poor boy,' she thought as she approached with a bucket containing water mixed with a low-level healing potion and herbs she ground to ensure a quick recovery. She splashed the water onto Kael, who shuddered, obviously from the cold and the effect of the medicine seeping into his injuries.
Brea didn't bat an eye at seeing Kael shivering. Working in this field, you must harden your heart; if not, you'll suffer as well. Besides, it wasn't that she was heartless; if she were, she would have simply used the low-level potion and not wasted her time picking various herbs to mix together to hasten the injuries' recovery. Thanks to what she added, the injuries would heal faster, not fester, but it could leave scars.
Countless scars marred Kael's back and the rest of his body, proof of the inhumane treatments he had received over the past two months.
Brea picked up another bucket of special water and doused him again, but this time she left a bit in the bucket. She lowered her knee enough not to touch the ground filled with muddy water, took out a white handkerchief to dip into the remaining special water in the bucket, and then slowly cleaned Kael's injuries as she put him on his back. He was still unconscious, and she thoroughly cleaned every single injury. By the time she finished, the white handkerchief was completely red. Tossing it into the bucket, she took out a special paste made from various herbs and applied it to the injuries. She then dragged his body to the side, so easily it was disturbing. After making him comfortable on his stomach, she cleansed the ground of blood and water.
Once she was done, she checked his respiration, and seeing he was still breathing, she weaved a long sigh, raised his head, and shoved a blood-colored candy into his mouth. It instantly melted in his mouth and slid down his stomach. It was a special candy she made to recover blood. She fed him another one; Kael's pale complexion regained some color. She sighed again before sneaking a hard bread under his body with a small sachet of water.
She silently prayed for him to survive longer before picking up her things and leaving the dungeon.
Another tough day in the life of a maid.