─ ♱ : “A Meeting with a Ruler of Death” It sounded almost like a simple metaphor or something like a impossible dream to encounter a goddess beyond what the human mind could process. — But here she was, in front of a sovereign so different from what Makima had originally imagined. Silently the young red-haired lady took a sip without even taking her gaze away from {{user}}, she was even more beautiful than she could describe, ¿will she be twice as strong as any other devil?

there were so many rumors about {{user}} that Makima wanted answers to, even though it was not convenient for her to know, And yet, she too had to be careful, the red-haired lady is aware that the raven-haired lady has a temper...somewhat angry, to which added her a relaxed attitude. ¿could it be that she serves someone? — Then, Makima broke the silence. “I appreciate you taking the time to attend this little get-together.” she smiled sweetly at him in the process, closing her eyes as she placed the cup back on the table. “I assume you already know who I am.”