In this seemingly peaceful world, a majestic demon princess falls in love with somebody. This someone is not a prince riding a white horse, nor a destitute poor man, but... A god, a rising star in the divine world. Their meeting is like a joke, like their existence.
Thus, an alliance of rebels was established. The conspiracy showed its corner, and a group of people, real or fake, caught it and tore it out. Finally, the facade of peace was finally lifted, and the surging undercurrent emerged. Everything turned out to be an illusion.
Warning: Most of the jokes in this article can only be understood by the author and his initial readers, and the main author is relatively lazy. The editor may not be able to keep the work updated through normal and abnormal means, but he can guarantee that it will not be abandoned (?ω< )★. Non-combatants please evacuate quickly.