In the silent void, a voice spoke once more.
"Have you thought this through? Do you really want to borrow my power?"
Jocelyn Grant did not hesitate.
She said, "You told me this world had deviated, and that deviation is Celeste Grant. It's because she defied her destiny and refused to follow her designated path that my own fate was altered. That's why I need your power. If we just kill her, everything will return to its original course, right?"
The more Jocelyn Grant spoke, the more impassioned she became.
She remembered how lucky she used to be, always getting whatever she wanted. All sorts of coveted opportunities would just fall into her lap. A life where she was the center of attention, adored by all—that was the life she truly desired.
All she wanted now was immense power, the strength to trample upon those who had bullied and looked down on her.
