The Gods Refuse to Reclaim the Obsessive [Western Fantasy]

An immature, annoying crybaby in the early chapters / a god-slaying, deranged younger top later x a beautiful older bottom who's tough on the outside and tender within, fierce in a fight, absolutely rational, yet always softhearted toward anything sniveling and teary-eyed God said the world was about to end, so we should hurry up, scavenge some trash, and get out of here. So he was reborn, a powerful amnesiac returning to the beginner's village. He could command birds to reforge the lost sacred sword of the elves, Dive into the sea to save the lost merfolk palace, Wave his hand and lead the empire's iron cavalry, Stomp his foot and cow the dwarves' dirty mech troops, Infiltrate foreign lands and travel to the ends of the earth, all to find a few good pieces of trash with outstanding character. Along the way, a fierce little wolf cub grabbed his pant leg. "Take me! If you don't, I'll cry!" He picked it up and took a closer look. Good grief, it was the future's obsessive, deranged Demon King. He tossed him into the non-recyclable trash bin. "Sorry, the gods don't recycle crazies." But the next day... Weilin: "...Can someone tell me why there's a sneaky trash can following me around?" He lifted the lid. Ding dong! Your adorable little one has appeared, a banana peel on his head! Weilin's heart softened. ...Maybe raising him a little wouldn't be such a problem? Years later, he returned to the desolate continent and "happened" to reunite with the Dark Demon Lord who shook heaven and earth. The Demon Lord had just finished a fight. Soaked to the skin in the rain, he huddled in a corner and stared at Weilin in bewilderment. The wolf ears on his head drooped. He looked pitiful, helpless, and huge. That is, if you ignored the pile of cannon fodder sprawled all over the ground beneath him. Weilin, who had suffered this guy's acting for more than a decade, walked right past him. Back at the cabin, he had just opened the door when a hand suddenly braced against the wall behind him. A low voice murmured, "There's a poor little puppy by the roadside with nobody to take him in. Big brother, won't you bring him home?" Weilin regretted everything. "...The gods don't recycle crazies." Before he could finish, the man hoisted him over his shoulder, kicked open the door, and carried him inside. "But crazies don't mind recycling gods." ~ [Top's perspective] God loves all people, but shows no mercy to evil. After all the goodness and light in the world left with God, a violent Demon Lord was born in the land abandoned by the divine. He had no faith, no desire, and was invincible, with nothing in his heart. Though he had crawled out of hell, he was always gazing up at the sky. He said there used to be an old god there. "He was as merciful as moonlight, and led me out of the dark mire." "But he was as cruel as the endless day, leaving without a trace of himself behind." "He is my civilization. I only want to be savage toward him." Content warnings: 1. One-on-one romance, both leads have no other partners, Western fantasy, serious tone, younger top. 2. The world is made up, with no research behind it. Low-magic setting, no combat system. 3. Very slow burn! Truly, incredibly slow burn! I have ambitions to tell a very big story. 4. I'm an obsessive reviser and have already made major changes three times... So if you've saved this before, please start again from the beginning. 5. Western fantasy and a serious tone, so I know nobody's reading... If anyone is, please leave a comment or something (I humbly beg). 6. Here's to freedom, here's to life, here's to eternal love and the soul. ↓ Coming soon ↓ [No Flirting Allowed for a Buff Alpha] Innocent and direct / short-tempered and obsessive / manipulative and playing the victim / younger wolfdog top vs. cool on the outside / alluring in truth / sharp-tongued but softhearted / older powerhouse bottom After transmigrating into a formulaic, melodramatic comic as the deranged main villain, Sese felt utterly hopeless. Not only was he the male lead's father's murderer, he had also abused, trained, and tormented the male lead since childhood. In the comic, he used his cold black boot to lift the boy's chin. "From today on, you're my dog. If you want freedom, get stronger until you can kill me." In the end, he got his wish: the deranged male lead tore him to pieces. To save his own skin, Sese decided to carefully raise the male lead from childhood and turn him into a positive, passionate young man! To that end, Sese could be a gracious host, a good cook, take on rocket launchers, and wear a maid outfit. He helped the protagonist fight his little monsters, helped him build his power-ups, and helped him gather his harem. After all, the protagonist would become the empire's strongest Alpha. There was no harm in earning his favor early, before he presented. Until one day, the boy watched him descend from the sky once again, as graceful as a god of war, and murmured sincerely... "Damn, he's so cool. I must be his fated Omega." Sese: ? Hilen froze for a second, turned bright red, and fled in a panic, knocking down three telephone poles along the way. Sese touched his Omega suppressor collar. It seemed the boy had misunderstood something important. ~ When his presentation period arrived, Hilen viciously kidnapped five mages and made them perform daily rituals, praying that he would present as a delicate Omega. Instead, the empire's alarms rang out across the sky. An Alpha of the rare S+ rank had appeared for the first time in a century. The man in question hid in a corner and bit a handkerchief. The buff Alpha was devastated: Was his secret crush really over just like that?! No! Being born at a disadvantage didn't mean he couldn't make up for it with hard work! From then on, Sese noticed: Whenever they fought monsters, Hilen would inevitably get injured and cough up blood as soon as Sese showed up, waiting for him with teary eyes to come to the rescue. Whenever they searched for a power-up, as soon as Sese found it, Hilen would inevitably shower him with praise: "You're amazing, big brother! Give me a kiss!" Whenever Sese helped the protagonist gather his harem, the moment he comforted an Omega, Hilen would inevitably get clingy and jealous, competing for his attention as he turned dark. The members of Hilen's harem had this to say: "What a manipulative guy. I'm out." Theme: Here's to freedom, here's to life, here's to eternal love and the soul