Living As A Demon In A Post - Apocalyptic World

When Zena woke, gray light streamed through the windows, making quite the ethereal scene of a goddess descended to the mortal world.

Zena rubbed her aching head and looked around for the child, her eyebrows furrowed in worry.

'After the child called me mommy, something inside me made me want to protect the child, but I don't know why?'

Zena stood up and walked around the store and didn't find the child anywhere so she relied on her heightened senses when a crisp ding rang out in her mind.

Zena nearly fainted as she saw a black mass of light tear through the ceiling and slam into her head, instantly sending her into unconsciousness.

Zena opened her eyes as a dreary scene that drained all the blood from her face as her heart, which restarted after reaching Plague Demon, beating furiously as she took in her surroundings.

Around her was a desolate wasteland with bones and remains of dead beings everywhere.

Looking at a colossal skull that dwarfed mountain ranges back on earth, she took a sharp breath, causing her body to feel a surge of strength.

"Young demon, tell me your name…" A charming voice rang out causing Zena's face to flush as her body twitched in ecstasy.

Zena controlled her shaking body and looked up to see a god standing in the skies before her.

L.u.s.trous purple hair that fell to her knees, gorgeous golden eyes, and crown-like horns that adorned the top of her head like a crown, along with a perfect hourglass figure.

Her voice was as soothing as a oasis in a desert.

Zena looked to her with pure worship and adoration in her gaze, her venom green eyes gained a hint of coldness as the system chimed in her head.