Qu Huaili always believed that gods were out of reach and aloof.
Until he met the god who only belonged to him...
He gave him his name and gave him death and hell. He gave him pain and gave him hope and light.
The gods of the world may all be the same, bad, and treat their creations like ants, and their emotions can be summarized as rubbish.
It's okay...
He pulled the god into the hell he created, stepped it into the mud, and professed his love over and over again.
But as a god, how could he not know his thoughts? He thought that this ignorant ant must be killed. But he fell deeply into this love.
…
Gods also have shortcomings. When two souls are born from the same body, when companions become betrayers at the same time, when the past becomes shackles.
A god who was forced to ascend to the throne... Will you step down from the altar because of this? To save myself as a creature.
Will you comfort the betrayer who trampled himself into the mud, the only one who believed in him, and smashed the altar to pieces with his own hands?
No, it's not a rescue or a relief…
We are equals.
"We were made for each other"
Intent: About the redemption between souls