Her words couldn't get to him, no matter how much she cried.
She cried, fragmented apart.
But no matter how much she called for him, he couldn't listen to her words.
Her body didn't respond to her, her entire being was taken over by utter malice, and the negative emotions harbored within her body for thousands of years.
"What… what have I become?"
She cried, despaired, tried to get help… But she could not.
Her being was utterly torn to pieces, her emotions fluctuated constantly, and even her faint consciousness only was feeling agony, fear, and pain.
She didn't knew why she was doing these things, she didn't even knew how she was able to move either.
Her body could barely recall what it happened to it.
The soul that once belonged to this body… was long gone.
Yet these lingering emotions…
"KILL… KILL THEM ALL!"
"It hurts… It hurts so much…"
"I cannot take this anymore… Please someone…! Someone!"
"I cannot… do anything… I was unable to change anything… So utterly… powerless."
"If only I could had done something! If only…"
"Lucifer! Why?! Why were you not here when we most needed you?!"
"Everything's over… Why… Why did it end this way… My family… my children… everyone… everything…"
Such emotions, although not being the soul itself, were fragments of it, which were left lingering within her body, even after her death.
These emotions slowly generated Dark Emotions, Negative Energy, which slowly festered into Miasma, infecting her body and the rest of the mountain.
At some point, the miasma emanating from her body, filled with so many negative emotions, reached the underground dungeon, where it connected with the flow of Miasma coming from within its center, where the lingering Evil God's Fragment was located.
Both Miasmas combined together, and her entire body was dragged away… and devoured. Her emotions came together into a viscous and aberrant mass of miasma, fusing into her rotten body and turning her… into what she was now.
"What a delightful amount of Miasma and Negative Energy… You'll bring me great amounts of power!"
The voice of the Evil God's Fragment echoed within her broken mind at some point. The dungeon absorbed her powers, festered by her own negative emotions, it gained incredible power. One of the reasons why it was able to produce so much Miasma, way faster than its other half was because of her corpse.
These emotions, this small fragment left behind of her soul was put into an endless suffering, just to make more and more power… Ultimately, at some point, something finally changed. Someone arrived here, to the latest floor.
Deep inside, she felt, for the first time, a hint of hope as she saw him… He had changed a lot, but it was him, her husband, Lucifer. She tried to approach him slowly, only for him to begin to cry after seeing her in this state…
"Why are you crying, Lucifer? Please help me!"
And then she saw how so many were with him… so many people she had never seen before either. They helped him recover, but only made him aggressive, as he started punching her and attacking her…
"Why?! Why are you hitting me?!"
"It hurts! You've never… you've never done this to me!"
"You…! Who is that other woman you were talking to?!"
"After all I've suffered, you dare betray my love?! You dare come here to hit me and show me you've found another woman?!"
"You make me sick! DIE! DIE! DIE!!!"
Words she would had never said emerged from the depths of her mind, festered by the miasma and the negative energy, it warped her mind making her go insane. She could only think of negative things, without even trying to understand what was happening…
She roared and slashed away anything she found, those that fought her quickly realized she was mightier than they thought she was.
"Yes… I am not chicken anymore…! I have stopped running away long ago! While you ran away from us, I was here, trying to protect our home…! Bastard! I don't want you here, nor any of your stupid friends! Nor your disgusting woman!"
Lucifer, nor any of those fighting at his side could hear her angered words, as they were unable to read her broken and warped miasmic phantasm, a mass of negative emotions with a small soul fragment as its core, wrapped around miasma.
The battle continued, pieces of her body began flying from left and right, yet she continued fighting, endlessly. For some bizarre reason she never ran out of energy, and by channeling these negative emotions, her powers kept rising and rising.
At some point those she was fighting struggled, always being thrown away by her blows. She roared furiously, without being able to control her own body. Most of her very self was engulfed in this state… yet there was a small piece of herself, that kept being the same, and found this horrifying.
"My body… why is it moving on its own?!"
"Lucifer… I am sorry!"
"Please… someone stop me!"
"Stop this… I don't want to see this anymore!"
Her words of despair reached nobody…
Yet she couldn't stop calling for help.
She couldn't stop pushing, and pushing…
And continuing to push forward.
Her own light slowly began to glow brighter as she suddenly felt a connection with the dungeon being broken.
The endless amount of miasma flowing into her body… finally stopped.
And while her body was about to attack her weakened husband…
Lucifer, Partner, and Brunhild were left surprised the moment the monstrous mass of bones and rotten flesh stopped moving, its claws raised into the air suddenly lowered down, the monster was trembling in pain, incapable of controlling itself properly, and stepping back.
"C-Crystal?" Lucifer asked, suddenly seeing a small glint of light from within her hollow eyes.