#Angst #TheGroveling Chase #BE Aesthetics #Imprisonment #Forced Love
The thing Lin Zhaozhao regrets most in her life is bringing Xie Nian home when she was ten years old, after finding him covered in blood.
Back then, he called her “Big Sis” in a soft voice. Later, he became a merciless Demon Lord and locked me inside that cage of Fallen God Jade.
He said he loved me, yet filled his harem to the brim.
He held someone else’s child in his arms and asked me to name it.
I was tired. If I couldn’t escape, then I’d die.
I gripped the dagger called “Heart’s Wish,” the gift I had given him with my own hands all those years ago. This time, it sank into my heart.
The last thing I saw before I died was Xie Nian’s face, twisted in terror.
I am Xie Nian, the Demon Lord. I tore my enemies apart, razed the Demon Palace, and butchered everyone who had killed my parents.
I stand at the pinnacle of the Three Realms. I can have anything I want.
I gave her everything in the world, but refused to give her freedom.
She died, carrying my child, and was gone without a trace.
I won the world, only to lose the one place I could call home.
