Rise of the Rejected Deity from Chaos

The commander and his assistant left the office, walking down the hallway that led to the room where the young boy, Beni, would be interrogated.

In the well lit room, a poised woman sat upon a cold metal slab, her legs crossed with effortless grace. Dressed in an elegant gown, she exuded refinement. Her dark hair, as soft as fine wool, cascaded gently around her, framing a face that bore the quiet confidence of one in her early thirties.

As soon as the commander made his way in, she dove to her feet, bowing politely to greet him.

"Commander~~" she drawled, smiling warmly.

"Don't call me with that tone when you ran away, leaving the others to fight," the commander chided with a sigh—exasperated at her shamelessness.

"Commander~~" she drawled yet again. "How can you say that? I merely went on a simple vacation to relax and ready myself for the fight," she defended.

"Really? You weren't going to call in that a thing or two came up, so you won't be able to make it to join the fight?" The commander asked, peering intently at her like he wanted to see her soul.

The woman giggled nervously, cold sweat beading her face as she averted her gaze. "W-well, h-aha~ha."

The commander shook his head with disapproval, turning away to find a seat for himself.

Through the same hallway the commander and his assistant had passed through, the young boy to be interrogated—Beni—was being escorted by two HS flanking his sides. They pushed open the door for him to enter when they reached and as soon as they entered, the air in the room shifted to a stern tension of professionalism.

Even the woman that had been giggling a while ago now had a stern face on, staring at the young boy.

"Have him sit here," she said, gesturing toward the metal slab she had been sitting on a while ago.

Beni was walked to the slab, and made seated by the two officials who had brought him in. They moved back, allowing the woman space to advance toward Beni.

She walked over with a casual air, standing tall before Beni.

"Don't try to resist, and it won't hurt," she said softly.

Without further ado, she took her hands up the head of the boy, gently pressing her index and middle fingers against his temples. A green light glowed around the boy's head, engulfing it like a bubble.

The commander and his assistant, including the two officials that had brought the boy in, all watched silently from their positions.

Minutes passed by, stretching into an hour, yet the lady hadn't finished. Sweat beaded her brows, sliding down her face as she scrunched up her features, appearing to be struggling with whatever she was doing.

The boy on whom she activated her ability, reading his memories, trembled vigorously. He was scared—scared that they would find out the truth, hence putting his own life in danger. After all, that boy she met in the village—Seiya—had clearly warned him never to speak of what happened.

Should they now find out what had truly happened in the village, wouldn't it seem like he was the one who outed the truth? He was shaken by this, but he couldn't resist either else he would be seen and known as a traitor.

After a while, the lady released the boy, her posture hunching forward as she panted like she had just ran a marathon. Meanwhile, the boy's body slumped backward, threatening to fall as he lost consciousness the moment the woman freed him.

But before he could fall any further, one of the HS was quick to catch him, properly laying him down on the cold, metal slab.

Unable to wait any longer as they had been anticipating this, the commander left his seat, and hurried to the woman.

"What did you find?" He asked with uncontained eagerness.

The woman exhaled aloud, wiping away sweat from her forehead and cheeks with the back of her hand. She straightened up, letting out another sigh. She felt reluctant to even speak, shifting her gaze here and there.

The commander's gaze zeroed intently on her, silently telling her not to waste his time and speak.

"I..I couldn't find anything at all," she responded, awkwardly averting her gaze.

The commander was a bit taken aback by the response that his reply came a bit delayed.

"Huh?" He asked, features slightly wrinkled. Not only was the woman's response unexpected to him, it also left him confused.

"I couldn't read his memory," the woman said. "There was nothing to read. I couldn't go beyond," she admitted.

"What are you saying right now? Elaborate," the commander demanded sternly.

Sighing again, the woman responded. "When I entered his memory," she began calmly. "I was only able to access till the point where they reached the village and were surprised that the barrier had been broken. However, beyond that point…" she paused, stealing a glance at the commander. "…was darkness."

The commander's brows came together in a tight wrinkle as he remained staring at the woman, wanting her to continue.

"The darkness from that point on was too thick that even I couldn't peer through no matter how hard I tried. It seemed like a force was blocking me from going any further," she continued. "Any more and I would have lost myself in the darkness—and I doubt I would be able to find myself out without risking my own life."

"Do you think a demonic force or an ability is at play here?" The commander asked.

After a moment's silence like she was contemplating her answers, she shook her head. "I don't think so."

"I believe it stems more from the boy's own will," she mused. "The trauma he endured must have sealed away his memories from that moment forward. Whatever he experienced left a fear so profound, so deeply etched into his very being, that even he longs to forget."

"And they say whoever helped was no demon but a human," the commander said, referring to what the villagers had said regarding the matter.

"If they were human and no demon, do you think such fear would've been instilled in him?" He asked. But without waiting for any response, he continued. "Perhaps their so-called savior wasn't there when the girl was killed but I doubt that."

"The villagers aren't at all shaken or concerned by what happened to our worker, the girl. They're more focused on protecting their savior, which in some way, hints that the savior in question might've been involved in this…" he continued, pausing briefly. "..and more, he might've been the one that killed the girl."

The commander hadn't finished talking about the issue when an HS barged in with urgency.

"Commander, the news about the villagers being freed has been leaked, and is currently circling the nation."

Everyone's face was gripped by shock while the commander's face twisted with anger, veins bulging along his temples and jaws as he clenched his teeth.

"Who dared?" He growled.