My Subordinate Has Turned Dark [Western Fantasy]

[Synopsis] The Darkening of a Subordinate [Western Fantasy]

The archangel Ugafiel was the most highly esteemed, most powerful, and most dutiful of all the angels serving the Lord. He was chaste and restrained, never seduced by any demon, and had always been God's most capable subordinate.

Until Ugafiel fell in love with God.

From then on, the Lord was no longer “he,” but “she.”

She was so beautiful, so powerful. Ugafiel's heart beat for her, and he was intoxicated by the very breath she took. Even the sight of her delicate, crystal-clear toes could leave him dizzy with adoration, and he would gladly give everything he had for her. Yet her eyes, vast as the sky, held countless people. They had seen all the world's turmoil and strife, but never bore any trace of Ugafiel.

Like a giant dragon, Ugafiel silently guarded his treasure, willingly struggling between despairing pain and blissful obsession.

Until one day, he suddenly began to think that his Lord... might perhaps love him just a little, too.

Once upon a time, the heavens indulged me, the earth indulged me, and every blade of grass and living creature, every ancient thing in the world, indulged me. I thought it was all so dreadfully boring, until one day, someone suddenly appeared. He doted on me, but never indulged me. Instead, he kept me in check at every turn: I wasn't allowed to do this, and that was out of the question, too. I thought it was so novel. After he was gone, I found myself itching deep in my bones, wanting him to come back and give me a proper scolding.

Much later, I suddenly understood. It turned out the heavens had never indulged me, and the earth had never yielded to me. Only he had devoted himself to indulging me from beginning to end, indulging me until he was covered in wounds, until death separated us forever. Through these endless ages, I could no longer bear even the smallest moment apart from him.

The heroine is the only god in the world: Serpas, a shameless flirt who is so captivating it can blow your mind.

The hero is the archangel Ugafiel. The fallen, corrupted angel Ugahua is also him. He is chaste and restrained at first, then devoted and possessive.

The hero is incredibly powerful, but the heroine is invincible. A battlefield of romantic rivals awaits at every turn.

Past lives and present, I would never regret it, even in death.

[Upcoming Novel] My Archenemy Severed His Meridians for Me

Yin Yue, the upright and proper Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect, was raised in a demon's lair. The person she hated, loathed, and despised most in this life was the refined and illustrious young master of Yunyan Peak, the man hailed alongside her as one of the “Two Peerless Youths.” Whenever she saw his pretentious, phony face, she felt like throwing up. She wanted to strangle him first, then herself.

Everyone said that the “Cold-Faced Young Master” of Yunyan Peak wielded the exquisite Lingyun Sword, his figure as ethereal as a cloud, and was the very light of the righteous path. But only Yin Yue knew that if some fool provoked him into lowering those “phoenix eyes that gather clouds,” just a few words from him would leave them humiliated and crawling away in disgrace.

Yin Yue was furious, but the Yunyan Peak young master's swordsmanship really was vicious. No matter how hard she trained, whenever the two of them clashed while hurling curses, she could never gain the slightest advantage. In the end, she could only become yet another piece of trash sprawled on the ground beneath that man's phoenix eyes.

Yin Yue dreamed of it, wished for it on her birthday, and went about each day with a twitching face, praying only that “Heaven will open its eyes soon, and let this humble devotee defeat that bastard and stomp him firmly underfoot.”

But when the day finally came, and Yin Yue watched helplessly as the man lay in the mud, utterly disheveled, his meridians severed, his sinewy hands covered in scars, no longer possessing even a trace of his former imposing pride, she suddenly found herself speechless.

“The people I get to bully are not for trash like you to lay a hand on!”

Yin Yue grabbed her bedraggled “archenemy” and took him home.

No one knew that Song Yuan'an kept a secret deep in his heart. He loved someone, loved her to the very core. Even if he lost all his martial arts and his meridians were severed, he would still protect her, so that her life would be smooth, safe, and joyful.

Completed next door: The Scent of Jasmine, It's Her. An incredibly tragic Harry Potter fanfic, Jasmine (original character) and Voldemort. A battlefield full of romantic rivals ahead, very angsty, enter with caution.

Completed next door: [Western Crossover] I'm the Real Big Bad Boss, Okay? A Western Crossover, adored by everyone, and a sweet little story.

Theme: The world needs both good and evil.