I took a deep breath, taking in the fresh air of Mount. Olympus, above the cloud where I cannot see anything below...

  But that is enough.

  "I am Charlotte Silvi..."

  Sparks of blue fme began to appear around me, dancing to the flow of the wind.

  "Master of Mankind."

  Then they bze forward, forming a circle of fire around me.

  "Souls of the Void, Spirits of Infinity."

  Then my eyes lit up, igniting a fire inside me.

  "Ember of Ambition alight, Consume all in my Path of Glory."

  Grabbing both Quirinus and Prydwen, I feel a smile creeping up on me as pleasure wells up inside my body.

  "The Origin of Evil and Destruction!"

  Then electricity began to spark, and I cshed my nce and shield together, igniting them in a choir of fme and lightning.

  "The Inferno of Human Passion!! Bzing a Trail for all to follow!!"

  The evil of humanity, the nature we were given from the moment of our birth without exception. Ah~ this feel amazing~

  But I have to reject it... as rejecting this sweet and dangerous call brings me a more profound ecstasy! To act on malice, and to reject it at the same time~ heha! What a contradiction!! Why irrationality!!

  After all...

  "This is my Style of Wickedness~!!"

  It is what it means to be human~

  I closed my eyes... feeling the fme dancing around me, blue fmes that only obey my will...

  And I activate the amplification.

  "Bloodhunt."

  Right away, my mind was filled with details about certain people. You see, the amplification for Malice isn't as grandiose, isn't as fshy, or even that destructive.

  No, no, no~

  Just a simple but useful ability~

  Those who had earned my ire, my hatred, reasonable or not. I can track them down, I will always know their location.

  And...

  Sparks of white electricity course through my body. And I dashed forward—

  In an instant, I became a comet flying through the air, igniting everything in my path as I broke through the sound barrier.

  The simple reason why I stood atop Mount. Olympus was because of the destructiveness of Malice. If I were on the ground, the ocean would boil away from my heat alone, and I don't think Israel and Jordan would survive me crossing them.

  I mean, I just vaporized a bird in an instant!

  Nothing much to say~

  The trip didn't take long, as I nded— err... crashed into the golden temple– ricocheting me into the sand.

  But the sand quickly melted and turned into gss.

  I see people approaching me, so I quickly put on my mask. However as they stepped closer to me, their clothes burst into fme and their skin burned from the heat alone, not even twenty meters away from me.

  Obviously, they were in a panic. But I heed no mind to them, instead, I focus on the grand temple... where it shall be either mine or Romulus' tomb.

  I can't underestimate him.

  I approached the temple, a flight of stairs leading down to a dark abyss. And I stepped into the grand entrance—

  Finding myself in the most unlikely pce... at the storefront of the Golden Emporium. Here, I see Qaeidat Dhahabia the Golden Order, sitting behind the counter with a smile.

  She was unaffected by my heat.

  "Greetings one and all to the Golden Emporium!!", she greeted me, standing up and going towards me.

  She took her hat off, holding her right hand out to me, "I would like to help you in your endeavor!"

  I was skeptical. Now, why would the Eldritch God of Capitalism want to help me?

  "What do you want.", I stated.

  "Mhm mhm~ your eyes are truly beautiful, such depth to them, befitting someone who follows the Path of Judgement. So~ I want to make an investment, not a Contract, but an Investment!"

  She picks her words carefully...

  "And what would that investment be?"

  Hearing those words, I caught a sinister smile. Then I realized... I was caught in her trap.

  "I will give you an item from my personal collection, something that may or may not be useful to you.", she reached her hand into the top hat...

  To pull out a golden electric guitar, carrying an alchemical symbol on the body.

  "What?", I was confused. Why a guitar of all things?

  "This is Orvel Marisu, it transtes to River of Blood, the Prototype of what I sell. Since the testing proved to be... quite destructive, it can amplify any type of elemental ability by a power of three."

  I widen my eyes, not a factor of three, but by a power of three. I can feel my grin slowly widening...

  This is the perfect weapon for Malice!

  "But~ you have to prove to me first that you are worthy of my investment!"

  And of course, I had to do something to get a new toy. I rolled my eyes.

  "Then again, I have something else to give you.", she took out a piece of paper, "I will teach you the secrets of Transmutation Exchange, or what it is commonly called, Alchemy!!"

  "Alchemy...", I sank into thoughts.

  I have the basics down... but as far as I can tell, it isn't something I can do with how weak my willpower is.

  "Let me expin since I am an Eldritch God born with the Attribute of Exchange, I can perform Alchemy better than any mortals could.", she sneered, probably thinking of something funny, "As you probably know, being someone interested in the Harbingers, I can turn concepts into gods— but I much prefer to call it... materialization of immaterials."

  Then I have a question... one about the nature of these... Attributes.

  "What do Attributes mean for Eldritch Gods?", I asked.

  "Curious, aren't you?", she chuckled, "Attributes represent what an Eldritch God can and can't do. Like we, the Harbingers of Life, all of us possessed the Attribute of Order, which means we are all control freaks and very good schemers. So the more Attributes one possessed the more flexible one is, but at the same time, the less Attribute the stronger, due to the nature of percentage."

  With something like 200% purity gold in her possession, I think the percentage is quite skewed.

  She plucked her guitar, pying a soothing note, a note that vibrated the entirety of my fragmented soul, "As an Eldritch God of Exchange, I can transform something into something else, as long as it holds the same value, either physical or spiritual value."

  Putting the guitar aside, and leaning it against the counter, Qaeidat Dhahabia stood close to me. Then she touch me—

  "Like this. Boop."

  !!!

  I shed out, swinging my nce against her— but she merely stopped it with the tip of her gloved hand.

  "What did you do to me?!", I yelled, demanding an answer.

  "I fixed your soul, it was quite fragmented and missing an eight too.", she beamed a smile, casually pushing my nce aside, "Like I said, I can exchange things. The price of fixing your soul is quite surprisingly expensive."

  "What was the price then?", I felt something happened to my soul... turned out, it was fixed.

  "I won't say it, maybe ter if my investment pays off.", she looked at me from top to bottom, "Now, for the power of Alchemy, it is quite useless without your soul involved."

  I am very curious about the price... but... tch, I hate this. Someone just vioted me, quite casually too. And I can't do anything against her, The Golden Order.

  "So are you going to teach me now?", I continue.

  "Yes, of course! With everything in pce, we can begin!! I must warn you first that that my form of Alchemy may be simir to you, but it is entirely different. So I'll be getting over what is simir.", she took her guitar and turned around, "Follow me, and I will show you what I found~!"

  So there are different versions of Alchemy... kinda disappointed since I thought it would be something special, exclusive to humanity.

  But in the infinite possibility that is the universe... something may happen twice.

  I followed Qaeidat Dhahabia to the next room right behind the counter. I expected the gallery, but this was...

  "A factory?", I look around. This pce was a golden factory with conveyor belts and piping going around. A lot of steam that makes this pce hard to navigate.

  "Welcome to the Golden Factorio! My pride and joy!", she turned around and happily raised her hands, "Here is where I create products to sell to Eldritch Gods and Heralds alike!"

  There were workers here... each of them on a simir level to Prometheus and Hestia. Damn, even I won't be able to hold off if they all jumped me.

  "We are going to my office, and pce your weapons over there in locker 8506663! We will start the lesson there, it will be quick, less than thirty minutes, lecture and practice combined!!"

  That is quick, which makes me feel quite frustrated as the things I pondered for days can be answered by the being right in front of me.

  But what can I do against an Eldritch God? At their full power too.

  Rhaps