There was no god who was merciful to the girl. But there was a demon who loved her. The annihilation of her family. And the man who came to her at the end of her life of seeking revenge. “My Lady Aiana.” The knight who had been by her side for 13 years. The person who came to mind before her family when she was about to die. The one who risked his life for me, got hurt, starved, and gave me everything. He was now smiling happily as he looked at my death. “Please tell me another enjoyable story. My little lady.” The demon smiled and held out his hand, and the girl took it. “I hope that in the next story, you will have the ending you desire.”