She was once a well-behaved disciple of her sect, until the Demon Lord forcibly planted a demonic core in her. The demonic energy coursing through her became her original sin.
Her sect drew their swords against her, the righteous factions clamored for her death, and the eyes of her former fellow disciples were colder than ice-tempered blades.
The one responsible for it all, the Demon Lord who made the Three Realms tremble, watched from above as she fell into the abyss, his eyes churning with an unspoken hatred.
He treated her like a pawn, using and controlling her, watching as her sect spurned her. But when the righteous factions were about to kill her, he was the one who threw himself in front of her to protect her. His harsh words were edged with a panic he didn’t even realize he felt.
As she endured one hardship after another, she gradually saw the truth: the “righteous path” she had once revered as divine had no room for compassion. The monsters despised by the world risked everything to protect her, while the Demon Lord who hated her to the bone threatened her in a low voice, yet rescued her from danger again and again.
“You once called me a demon…” He leaned close, his voice low. “Then I’ll make you fall with me.”
The last chapter was so rushed, but that's okay, I didn't miss every chapter!