[Strong female lead + female dominance + descent into depravity + formidable man, even stronger woman]
[Coldhearted, merciless drought goddess Li Hua VS initially pure lamb, later bloodthirsty tyrant Bader Zaman, the little moon]
The drought goddess appears, and a thousand miles of land turn barren
The gods of Heaven joined forces to banish the drought goddess to the deserts of the Western Regions.
The supreme god of this land, Shah, sent her to watch over his devout believer.
He was a young king cursed with misfortune, handsome, gentle, and deeply devout. Even after being whipped until his body was covered in wounds, he kept praying to his god and praising his god's mercy.
Day after day, Li Hua watched him take the lashes and meekly pray to his god.
She understood. Shah was teaching her. Look at this gentle little lamb, tortured so badly, yet still holding no resentment.
So, drought goddess, what do you have to resent?
He believed so completely in his god. But his god treated his suffering as a lesson, admired his torment, savored it, then handed him over to a god of calamity.
Li Hua revealed the truth to him: “Little moon, you're only an ordinary man, but the gods have made you a lamb to be led to the altar.”
As she expected, the resentment Bader Zaman had bottled up for five years erupted. He had given everything to his god, while that god applauded his suffering.
“Goddess, I don't want to be a saint. Being a saint hurts too much.”
“Then be a demon.”
From then on, Bader Zaman abandoned the path of sainthood. He tore down temples, renounced his faith, drenched the Western Regions in blood, and threw himself into the arms of the calamity goddess.
“Goddess, being a demon doesn't hurt.”
