Fleet General Wyrn's expression darkened. "That's Lucy—the Fallen Angel."
Gasps rippled through the room as the name settled in.
Lucy, a Level 9.8 Overlord, was a figure shrouded in myth and fear. Her SSS-rank Fallen Angel: Lucifer gift had made her a living legend—and a harbinger of destruction.
Linsley's jaw tightened as he stared at the screen. He recognized her instantly, though the sight of her left him momentarily stunned.
Memories from the previous god simulation flooded his mind—Lucy had been his childhood sweetheart in that timeline, a bond forged through shared struggles and a shared escape from the horrors of their past.
Together with Ted, they had fled an orphanage where they had been sold as experimental subjects, their ordeal awakening their latent gifts.
But this? This was not the Lucy he had known.
