A Guide to Handling Your Darkened Ex

[A carefree, talkative, spirited bottom × a wickedly charming top pretending to be harmless]

He was a master exorcist, driving out evil and warding off calamity;

He won battle after battle, creating a pure sanctuary within a cage of illusion.

He was an object of supreme evil, passed down since ancient times:

Arrogant and domineering, he was chosen as a candidate for the Evil God and its ruler.

Out of sheer whimsy, he became the exorcist’s bonded magical artifact, granting him the luck to stand above the clouds.

Then he was destroyed, reduced to ashes like smoke...

More than two hundred years later.

Ghosts returned to the human world, and everyone who had lived through a supernatural incident was gripped by fear and dread.

The artifact took human form, awakening a fragment of a dying boy’s memory.

Met with doubt and angry rebukes, he still refused to give up, clinging on relentlessly.

“‘Ni Shisan’ is what that good-for-nothing calls me.”

“You don’t want me? How dare you... You have to want me!”

The sun overhead was red as a sickle, snow fell in April, and the sky screen seemed to weep and lament.

The boy dared not look at that person.

And so, for the third time.

The Evil God abandoned his gentle disguise and returned as a corrupted ex-lover.

[With a master, a magical artifact’s power is endless.]

[One who once fell from the altar of divinity can still turn the tides in an instant.]

[When you are weak, I am weak; when you are strong, I am strong.]

[This is a contract, a trust, a vow to stay together.]

“From this moment on, I proclaim my name: Evil God, the God who rules over all evil.”