“Cowardly, Vercheria.”
As the clouds cleared, the figure of the Absolute God appeared.
She had been observing the world from there, watching Vercheria with a leisurely expression as if she had been sitting there from the beginning.
“To call someone cowardly isn’t something you would say to a god you’ve met after such a long time, wouldn’t you agree?”
Vercheria did not lower her gaze towards the Absolute God.
The god she remembered had never been just or merciful, but cowardly and cunning.
No matter how you thought about it, there were no other words to describe it.
“Why did you summon me here?”
“This is both my summons and your arrival. Don’t overthink it. It simply means the time has come.”
People often think that everything in the world happens according to the will of the Absolute God, but that is an ignorant statement.
The Absolute God only creates what they desire; the subsequent choices are up to the creatures.
From happiness to unhappiness, pain, sorrow, and joy.
Creatures live according to their own choices.
“Vercheria, there’s nothing to worry about. I’m just spending time with all of you.”
“But you’ve intervened in my life too much. Don’t you remember?”
So far, Vercheria had lived following the Absolute God’s commands, seemingly oblivious to what happened in the past.
Even when the burden of being the goddess of weather felt heavy, she simply accepted it as her duty.
“Now, what threat do you want to make? Do you want to become human again? Leave Lakralan? Or maybe lose your memories again?”
“I’ll say it again; everything was your choice. Becoming a god, leaving Merc, erasing your memories.”
“I know. I know very well. You couldn’t manipulate my answer to do as you pleased since you couldn’t interfere with human will.”
All choices were Vercheria’s responsibility.
If she didn’t become a god, Merc would disappear without a trace.
If she didn’t leave Merc, he would self-destruct as if it were obvious.
If they hadn’t erased their memories, they would have longed for each other in every breath.
“You are cruel. Truly.”
If Vercheria had made a mistake, there was only one.
Loving a god.
And being loved by a god as a woman.
“My beloved Vercheia. It would have been nice if everything were resolved with that, but nothing has been resolved for us yet.”
The Absolute God had come close to Vercheria without her noticing.
Inside the dirty tower, an elegant table and two chairs with intricate patterns appeared.
The Absolute God took out two wine glasses and poured red wine into them.
As Vercheria stared at the pouring wine with a gurgling sound, her expression was oddly sharpening.
She recalled a similar scene.
Wildberry.
The wine that the Absolute God was sipping was an exceptionally rare one, produced only once in the most abundant year in decades.
“Sometimes, I wondered about you. What kind of person are you, that Edkins fell in love with you, and the two of you spent countless years together.”
The Absolute God gently pushed a glass full of wine towards Vercheria.
“I’ve been curious from time to time.”
Even though the Absolute God created humans, she couldn’t interfere with their will.
Human will was an area beyond the reach of the Absolute God’s power because humans created it themselves.
The will of gods was the same.
The Absolute God merely created something, and they couldn’t control the actions taken thereafter.
“But you know, after observing for hundreds of years, I understand now. Why you, in particular, shine among humans.”
“……”
“The death and birth of humans are quite amusing. There’s a special routine. If this life was hell, the next one awaits in heaven. From beggar to prince. Humans gather and accumulate desires throughout their short lives to prepare for their next reincarnation.”
Since this was also an event that happened by human will, even the Absolute God couldn’t control it.
Edkins had recognized that uniqueness from the beginning.
A woman he couldn’t help but love.
But paying the price was another story.
“You’ve become a god, so you’ll understand. If humans discover a god’s weakness, you know what will happen. All gods will be persecuted like you, lose their power, and live a life only being exploited by humans.”
“……”
“Humans are a cruel and wicked race, surpassing your imagination.”
Vercheria’s hands, placed next to her dress, dug into her flesh painfully as she clenched them.
“Now, it’s time.”
The Absolute God rose from her seat and faced Vercheria.
Her stature, two heads taller than Vercheria, cast a complete shadow, obscuring Vercheria’s view.
“I make a promise here.”
Vercheria looked up at the god adorned entirely in white.
Her gray eyes gazed down at her compassionately.
“I will never leave you just like that.”
“……?”
“No matter what happens, I will separate Edkins from you, and I will never just stand by your existence. I will never permit the two of you.”
Vercheria gritted her teeth as she looked at the Absolute God, who was smiling and threatening.
“I won’t be the one to just sit back and take it now.”
“How pitiful.”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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