In his youth, the god was a gentle and compassionate boy, his beautiful, clear eyes gazing upon every living being. Everyone loved him and believed in him.
Later, the god shut his heart away. Icy chains coiled around him, and he stopped listening to anyone's prayers. As the years passed, a scarlet fury gradually ran wild in his clear violet eyes, and his gaze grew cold and haughty.
Someone sighed, "God, you've waited for someone far too long."
This is a 1v1 story with a happy ending, written to hone my craft. It's a brainless, feel-good power fantasy.
A scheming [struck through] naive, powerful, beautiful incubus x a possessive [struck through] hypocritical [struck through] pure-hearted god.
Theme: Even if we forget ourselves and forget each other, we will still love each other.
