The Cannon Fodder Goddess's Comeback

An embarrassing old work. I recommend not reading it _(:з"∠)_ To comply with the rules, all the explicit scenes have been deleted. The V section has been replaced with story content, adding more words than the original, but it won't affect your reading experience. The bright moon is in mourning, the rain lashes down and the wind howls, dark clouds swallow the desire to live; Six wings spread wide, the bowstring draws taut, seven days gather the forces that will decide fate; From this day forth, Olympus will enjoy glory for billions of years; From this day forth, no throne of the gods will gaze down upon heaven; Demons open their blood-red eyes, and the Grim Reaper harvests angels' wings; The threads of fate have been severed; Tears of blood have run dry; The goddess takes up her bow and makes her last stand; Yet, two shadows fall side by side. This is really a story about a goddess who was made a sacrificial pawn by God, then turned around and made God a sacrificial pawn in turn. Just give it a casual read. There's no need to take it too seriously. Warning! This story has no outline and two endings. The author's train of thought jumps around extremely badly, and the story is currently spiraling into chaos with no way back. Think carefully before taking the plunge! Warning! This story is intended to upset readers. If you find it uncomfortable, please close the page immediately. Thank you. P.S. If you can't load the latest chapter, change www to my in the address bar. Announcement: This story will become a paid work next Monday (July 8). There will be three updates that day, and some earlier chapters may become paid. Please continue to support me o(∩_∩)o Intended message: