Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

na and Amphorae at the same time.
All of the guilt and remorse his character had had years to temper and get over, attacked Dyons psyche like a flood, relentlessly assaulting his conscience.

This is too real Dyon grit his teeth.
Who knew that this trial would be difficult not only because of the looming threat of death, but also the emotional trauma his predecessor had left behind for him.

Husband? Suddenly, a voice as sweet as fairy dew flowed into Dyons ears.
It held such an air of innocence and purity that Dyons heart lodged directly into his throat.

The tinge of worry in the sound made Dyon inadvertently feel a warmth spread across his chest, as though her concern was worth the weight of nations to him.

All of a sudden, Dyon questioned if he had ever felt true love before.
Didnt he love his wives? He was sure he did.
He would rather die than see them hurt.
But this feeling was on an entirely different level.
What the hell was going on?

It was infatuation.
Blind infatuation.
Unconditional and unrestrained.

Suddenly, Dyon thanked himself for having the foresight to go to the Imperial Harem first, or else it would have been nearly impossible for him in a short time.
He felt like if Queen Luna asked him to kill them all, hed do so without hesitation, save for Amphorae.

If I dont face her, I wont be able to temper this.
Since you want to test my mental fortitude, test it then!

Although Dyon didnt want to admit it, this test attacked his one mental weakness.
He had always had a soft spot for women.
Whether that be because of his mother and how close he was to her, or because he was just the pervert Clara and Ri called him, he didnt know.
But at the moment, he would rather face the worst kind of torture for centuries than deal with these emotions.
He couldnt stand the thought of letting his women down, yet those very thoughts were weighing down on him now.
It felt no different then if he had truly done it himself!

You dont have to be so hesitant.
I know you went to the Imperial Harem.

Youre so stubborn.
Ive been telling you for decades to treat those women better.
Im happy that you finally decided to listen to me.
They would never listen to me, it had to be you.

These words made Dyons heart freeze.
Was that why he was so nervous? Was it because he hadnt known how to tell her? Is this how the previous King felt every time he thought of going to the Imperial Harem? Such a weight

Dyon stopped hesitating, finally taking a step forward toward the silver light.
The sight that greeted him when he finally turned the corner, was one that took his breath away completely.

Dyon could only see her back, but butterflies fluttered in his stomach, churning through his insides and forcing the shortness of his breath.

He couldnt see her face, but just her back sent waves through Dyons heart.

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