Before walking out of the palace, she changed her clothing to a hoodie, black pants, an anything else that could hide features that show she is tied to the Goetias. She went into her parents bedroom and searched around around through drawers, baskets, the closet, and anywhere her mother could've hidden magazines for the handgun. she collected all she needed and walked out of the palace, the morning breeze lightly hit her face as she opened it. as she walked away from the she heard a thump from behind her.
"Hey!"
she heard from her fathers voice. Octavia looked back and saw her father, barely alive, blood oozing out of his head from the wound inflicted by the handgun. "WHY AREN'T YOU DEAD?!" asked Octavia, with an angry expression on her face, as she balled her hand into a fist. "Your bullet merely destroyed my empathy and any love I had for you." said Stolas, his head peering down as blood dripped from the end of his beak. When Octavie shot her father, the bullet pierced through the part of his brain that feels love or empathy, the reason he is alive is because it takes two shots to kill a goetia prince, therefor Octavia needs to hit her father with one more bullet to end his life.
Stolas limped towards Octavia and lazily fell to his knees right in front of her. "I won't stop you from killing the rest of my kind" said Stolas, his face still peering down, "But know this, once you kill us all and the apocalypse begins and the seven hells collide too soon, you will not find me." Stolas put his hand on Octavia's shoulder and continued speaking, "it will be an old nightmare of yours coming to life." he said, laughing afterwords in a slightly villainous tone.
"No worries," Octavia said, Stolas looked at her in confusion. "after I kill the bloodline of this retched family I will end my life as well." Octavia aimed the gun at her fathers chest and cocked the gun back getting ready to fire. "I see" said Stolas, smiling psychotically, as if he had lost his sanity, "I never raised a princess, I RAISED A FUCKING PSYCHOPATH" Yelled Stolas, laughing hysterically. "IT ONLY TAKES ONE MORE BULLET, yelled Stolas, "BLOW MY GUTS OUT YOU BRAT! I DARE YOU! KILL ME LIKE YOU KILLED YOUR BITCH MOTHER!" Stolas yelled, his laughter became more psychotic. Octavia pulled the trigger and shot him in the heart, blood splashed out of Stolas' back and he fell to his side onto the entrance made of stone and Krystal. Octavia analysed the body, all of the regret she would've felt was gone.
"Thank you father, she said "now, you give me nothing to lose." She softly smiled, and started walking away from her fathers corpse. She began walking towards the palace gate and opened it. "I'm coming for you all." she said to herself. "This retched family must die and no damned demon nor all powerful god shall stop me." She inhaled the morning breeze, and carried onto her personal mission among the sunrise.