Prefect of God Mia

**Prefect of God, Mia** is a unit in *Last Cloudia*.

 Elements | Light
 Race | Unknown
 Birthday | August 27
 Height | 165cm
 Demerits | Unknown

# Summary

Prefects of god rank among the highest of those who pledge their allegiance to the Goddess; as one of them, Mia has been endowed with tremendous power from her mistress. It's said that her amazing abilities with the sword that earned her the name Prime Blade have only been further augmented.

Currently, there are no records of Prefect of God, Mia having taken part in any extraordinary activities, but one can imagine that she ruthlessly exerts her frightful power on any who would dare enter the domain that she protects.

On the other hand, the particular details about how Mia, who purportedly lost her life during a battle with the Army of Ruin, became a prefect for the Goddess. Even after she became a prefect of god, Mia seems to have retained her memories of leading the Phantom Crows Adventurers' Guild team and the time she spent fighting for humanity; however, her personality has transformed drastically.

Some say that not a drop of the human kindness and warmth she once held for others can be sensed anymore...

### An Investigative Report

This is a report regarding the mission to "investigate the current state of St. Palm" that I was assigned by a particularly unpleasant superior of mine.

I'll lead this report with my conclusion: I was unsuccessful in carrying out this task.

On that day, I had been traveling toward St. Palm upon a trackless path. It was soon afterward that I began to notice something out of the ordinary: I suddenly began to feel as though I were being watched.

Now, I'm no beginner at this kind of task; I've completed numerous investigations in my career. Any time I've ever been followed or monitored in some way, I've always been able to, even if just faintly, sense the presence of the other person. However, this time it was different. It was like there was no presence at all, as if the air itself was watching me.

Then just as I crossed the threshold of the area near the Conjury Gate, it happened:

"By order of a prefect of the goddess... you are forbidden from continuing onward."
Words reverberated within me, but they had not come from any voice. It sounded as if speech was resonating within my thoughts... no, within my very soul. In that moment, I became unable to take even a single step forward. This "something," more tangible than any language, dominated my thoughts... my instincts... and the fear froze me in place.

By a power far beyond my comprehension, I found myself unconsciously seized by the impulse to prostrate myself there on the ground and beg for forgiveness. I credit my long years of experience completing investigations with this organization for the ability to contain that impulse.

My experience also told me that continuing onward was impossible. I knew that even if I were to do so, I would not be able to complete my mission. On the contrary, attempting to do so would only lead to me dying like a dog without even having obtained any information. In the next moment, I fled from that spot as fast as my legs could carry me, not even daring to take a second glance behind myself. Like a frightened Gaoul with its tail between its legs...

This concludes my report on the assigned mission. You may think me pathetic, but so be it. I will hereafter refuse any further investigative missions regarding St. Palm, which I'm sure will be met with more snide remarks from my superior, but I couldn't care less!

I assure you, something with power beyond that of human understanding dwells there...

### Lingering Spirit

In some unrecognizable cold and murky depths, a solitary light drifted about. That light was the soul of the woman that people once referred to as the Prime Blade...

The woman felt no sensations at all and knew nothing of where she was or the situation she was in. However, there was one thing that she did know-she was no longer alive.

Despite all that, though, she felt nothing like regret. Yes, some memories were painful, but she had been able to fight for the sakes of her trustworthy companions and humanity itself. Her life was one with which she could be satisfied.

Besides, she felt a sense of relief. If she had continued to live in the state she was in at the end, it would have without a doubt led to great harm of those around her.
That was never her wish. She felt nothing but a great sense of gratitude towards the friends who helped her prevent that outcome.
She peacefully attempted to come to terms with her fate.

### Magnificent Light

As the soul of the woman calmly awaited its fate, she suddenly felt a great warm light. Sensing something akin to an all- devouring divinity and tranquility from that light, she wished for the worldwide peace she was unable to bring to fruition.

While she continued her appeal to the light, a doubt was born inside the back of her mind. At first, it was small, but it gradually grew larger and larger.

This doubt was a suspicion towards humans.

In the time when the woman was alive, humans fought in unison against the God of Ruin. However, she began to wonder, if humanity were able to defeat the God of Ruin and have oversight, would that really lead to tranquility?

Humans are pathetic and weak. That was something she came to sense all too keenly while she was a knight and again when she was forced to leave the knighthood. For without something to believe in, people are sure to become confused, doubt each other, and at last fall into conflict. And with that, the companion most in her thoughts came to mind-someone who, too, must be struggling within this turmoil.

After some time passed, her thoughts shifted away from prayers for peace, and a new desire welled up within her stronger than ever... A desire for a power that could guide the people... A power that could save him.

At that moment, the light that she felt grew stronger than ever before. It became a power that could surpass all... It was the power of the great Goddess.

With this, her spirit dissolved. Unaware that her wish had been distorted, her consciousness quietly drifted off to rest...

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