“Papa, I’m going to the social gathering.”

Lucy, who had once been terrified of leaving her father’s side, abruptly declared her intention to attend high society events to Benedict.

If this were a tale of heroism, one might imagine the scene of a child breaking free from their shell after losing their protector. But reality was far from that.

The child, whose decayed and rotten heart showed through her eyes, simply wanted to vent her hatred on the world. She desired to repay the pain the world had inflicted upon her with the same suffering.

If, perhaps, Benedict had noticed …