I Purify the Dark God and Become a Saint

When Yalilafa opened her golden eyes on the Blood Moon Altar,

every obsidian serpent collar in Shadow City began to tremble.

This was a world shrouded in eternal night

Cultivators drank corrupted potions and grew scales, nobles watered Dark Moon Stones with the blood of the living,

and even children's rhymes sang: "Want power? Offer your soul to the Black Serpent first."

Reborn with the Light System,

I instead became the Black God's perfect vessel.

In the Corrupted Earth Secret Realm, the life-devouring swamp bloomed with radiant vines beneath my feet;

at the Twin Moons Festival, the rampaging princess of the dark night clutched my sleeve and trembled as she said, "Don't look at the wings on my back";

even the Shadow Wolf belonging to the heir of the Bloodthorn family grew docile as a lamb amid my golden thorns.

Then the Inquisition's Godslayer Nail pierced my palm,

and the System suddenly flashed a crimson warning:

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