Cold Ex Machina × Disabled and Weak Goddess
The world is avalanching, and we are embracing each other.
People say that the last days require miracles.
Heldia had always been deaf to everything people said. Selinda fell from the sky and flapped her white wings that were bleeding profusely. She was hugged by Heldia and broke through the dome of the library. When the thin and extremely cold high-altitude air poured directly into her nose, Selinda's light blue eyes were saying:
"Take me away."
At that time, Heldiya didn't know what was tempting her. Goddess, untamed beast, or the source of disaster.
At first, people only regarded Selinda as the giant snowy owl of the Black Forest, an ancient monster that has not been extinct.
Until amidst the iron-like blizzard and their chattering, the irreversibility of the apocalypse was finalized, and Selinda became the only creature that could possibly create miracles, then she was a goddess.
Can she really be the savior? If she wants to stand up, she must save the entire hungry city of Thern.
Hildia sat on the left side of Selinda, her light blue eyes becoming more and more timid.
Great Selinda, our Selinda.
Strong Selinda, weak Selinda.
Sinful Selinda, cruel Selinda.
Heldia seemed to be hugging Selinda forever. Foolish Selinda, you will reap the consequences. Hildia's red tears flowed on the snow.
Purpose: Discuss what kind of dilemma the savior will face when his power is not enough to save the world, so as to
And the emotional entanglement between the cold observer Heldia and the fragile and sensitive god Selinda.