[The gentle and paranoid little god × the beautiful and cold little emperor] [1v1]
[Reunion after a long absence × Chasing Wife Crematorium × Group Favor]
I killed my moon with my own hands.
For a vow that I must fulfill, I got close to her, fell in love with her, and finally chose the former among the people in the world and her.
I thought it was forever.
Until we meet again five hundred years later, she no longer remembers me, hate, or love.
I should have been thankful, but instead I fell deeper into hell.
I watched her regain her former cultivation step by step, and pick up the bloody memories bit by bit.
I know that the moment she remembers everything is the moment I completely lose her.
