I feel goosebumps on my body when he suddenly grins at me like I am his long lost friend. His eyes curl into crescent moon shapes. He turns his back to me and keeps walking. I take hesitating steps toward him. It's probably not a good idea to follow a strange person to his house.

"Sister, I don't like that man."

"Master, I don't like that man either."

"Kresi, I don't have a good feeling about him."

Shall we run? I glance at the hole. It's far now. If we run at all of our might, what are the chances of making it out without getting caught?

"Don't even think about it." The lanky man utters out. "If you take one step in the opposite direction, you will never find out what happened to the boy."

He knows my weakness. He pushes the yellow metal door. "Come. Giana is looking forward to seeing you. Your friends are also waiting for you."

My friends? "Who?"

"They came 3 years ago." He walks languidly in front of us. "I don't remember their names. Gabriel knows them. They must be from his little orphanage from Belan. I heard that only five of you survived the hunter's attack. I always told him that the middle realm is safer than Belan. He never believes me. The nameless knights have been quite active since the huntress died. The new leader of the nameless knights is none other than the chosen one."

I remember now. The freaking prophecy. The chosen one. The hero who will save the world. Kyo is the supposed bad God who will destroy the world. The chosen one is supposed to be the person who will stop him. There is the Renasir who helps the chosen one. The hunters AKA the nameless knights are the ones who kill the cursed children.

"I heard that the Renasir is sick."

I shouldn't be happy for other's misfortune, but I am. I hope that the Renasir stays busy and away from me and Kyo.

"I wonder who is the new Renasir. The chosen one is also looking for her."

That happiness didn't last long. The vines on the wall are moving as we walk. Why do they get creative with the walls here? I can't forget that castle. The paintings appeared on their own and disappeared on their own. They were still better than moving vines.

There is soft music coming from the room. We walk into the room. A dazzling chandelier is hanging in the middle of the roof. A woman in a green dress walks toward us. Her each movement is seductive. The lanky man wraps his arms around her waist and kisses her deeply. I am awed by their shamelessness when they don't stop and go forward with fondling.

"Sister, can I kiss you like that?"

I cover Kyo's eyes. "Don't get tainted by impure things."

"I wonder how it feels like if I do it to you," He blurts out.

"You can only do it to -" your lover.

I don't finish those words. What if the Dark God gets offended and tries to tear my heart out?

"Master, they are making babies."

"Sister, I want to make babies with you."

"STOP!" I bellow to the shameless couple. "There are children in the room. Can't you do it in a private place?"

They stop and part reluctantly. The lanky man eyes us and asks, "Where are the children? All of you are adults. If you don't want to see, turn around and close your eyes like that blonde girl."

He brings us here to watch him having s.e.x. with his woman. Never follow a strange man. It's a piece of fundamental knowledge in my original world. Never follow a strange man or you might end up seeing things that you can't unsee.

***

"She has changed." Giana sits down on the couch and adjusts her dress nonchalantly. Usually, she wouldn't bother doing it. Since the girl insists that there are children... She eyes the boy with an innocent gaze and godly beautiful face. There are children in adult's body here.

"Introduce yourself." Kresi crosses her arms. She is shielding the boy with her body casually. The blonde girl still has her back to them.

Giana looks at Andareanesi.

"She lost her memories." He gives her a knowing smile. A Mirin lost her memories.

Interesting.

"Kresira, you can call me Giana." Giana walks to her. "You have met the only lord of the underground cities, Andareneasi Bagoodi. He's also the one who picked you up from the streets of the beggar city after your mother, Renasir Mayaeira, left you to die."

Kresi blinks at her. There is no feeling of hate or sadness. Her voice is cool and collected. "Renasir Mayaeira is my mother?"

She also forgot that. Giana finds that strange. The Mirin family are known for impeccable memories.

"Mayaeira Mirin stabbed your heart and threw you away on the street when you were only five. Since then, you have been working as one of the hands of my lord, Andareanesi Bagoodi who is also infamous as the Beggar King."

***

I didn't see that coming. The mother of this body is none other than the Renasir. Her name is Mayaeira Mirin. The Renasir is the one who finds and kills the harbingers before they can free the Dark God.

Did she also try to kill me, but she failed? Trying to kill her daughter who is only five? Mayaeira Mirin is insane.

What kind of things did the original owner go through?

"You stayed with the cursed children for a while. You also did jobs that my lord asked you to do. You killed people for him. Your hands carry the blood of both innocents and the sinners. You killed Aeline and left her child with the Belan Spirit as a cruel punishment to Gabriel. You stole the universal key from the Belan Spirit and destroyed Cina's gates that connected different realms. The nameless knights are looking for you and the chosen one seeks revenge on innocent cursed children. They are tortured the same way you tortured Aeline. Do you want to hear more?"

I shake my head slowly. I don't have the courage to hear more.

"But, I can't stop now." She smiles at me and takes my wrist. "Harbinger, you are also chosen as the next Renasir. Are you going to save the world or destroy it?"

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Author's note:

For more information on the original owner of Kresi's body, read this auxillary chapter.

https://www.webnovel.com/book/11716078006486205/37548698804213401/His-Devious-Harbinger%3A-How-To-Tame-A-Wicked-God%3F/The-Beginning-of-An-End