The changing world, I felt it. The world which changes so drastically in just a few decades, I observed it. By this time, the number of sea demons had decreased, so the sea trade was resumed. And recently, large merchant ships and some new humans have begun poking around the waters surrounding this artificial island. As if to recreate the era of centuries past, the new humans fill the seas with ships. However, the sailors’ attitude towards me had changed completely. As the Goddess Church had disappeared into the annals of history, the sailors only felt confusion when they saw me. When they saw me strolling around the artificial island, they looked at each other and discussed my existence.
「That girl who lives on that island… In the end… What is she?」 「She wasn’t the Goddess… and of course she wasn’t Satan either」 「Then.. Who in the world is she? Why does she live alone on such an island?」
「To begin with, how old is that girl?」 「Dunno. But it seems like she has lived for a millennia.」 「…hm? Hey, look at that child’s arm. Doesn’t it look like she’s scarred?」 「… it’s true. Quite a terrible scar, at that.」