In the fifth year of the Solar Calendar, the Lanse Empire was in decline, on the brink of destruction.
To gain the gods' aid, the young prince was offered up to them, demoted from His Highness to a sacrifice.
"Don't kill me. I can give you everything I have."
The once-privileged young prince lowered himself and spoke softly, his expression unreadable in the dim light.
The god said, "I want you to give yourself to me."
The young prince didn't raise his head. His body only trembled before he finally answered softly, "All right."
"I will serve my master, love what he loves, and hate what he hates. I beg my master to show me mercy. I will follow his will as my guiding principle and never disobey."
The pale, emaciated boy knelt before the god and spoke.
Who could have guessed that the prince, who had sworn his loyalty with his own lips, would seize his chance and flee the temple without looking back?
The god crushed the olive branch in his hand.
He descended from the temple himself and stepped into the flames of war.
"Little traitor."
The flames of war rose along the empire's borders, soon scorching the entire continent.
The god sat in his military tent,
watching the young prince kneeling at his feet once more,
his expression unreadable.
The god asked, "What are you doing here?"
The young prince took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and bared his delicate, pale neck. "I want to ask you, my lord, to grant me one last wish."
The god said indifferently, "What?"
"Please kill me with your own hands."
One-on-one
Aloof, gentle god top × black-hearted-on-the-inside, puppy-like sacrifice bottom
Notes:
1. The sixth paragraph of the blurb is adapted from A Social History of the West.
2. No forced love. Giving himself to the god means serving him. There is a mild regret-and-pursuit arc for the bottom in the middle.
3. The setting is fictional, so please don't nitpick the details.
4. Told from the top's point of view!! Happy ending!
5. Original title: Where's My Good Little Sacrifice?!
Theme: Keep your word and help one another overcome hardships.
Why are the novels I'm interested in digging holes but not filling them in and outliving me?!!ヾ(;?;Д;?;)??
Don't give up the trapヽ(≧Д≦)ノ
The God of Creation is too bad, right?
I'm still waiting for your article on Zerg Heartthrob
That's it. I really like to watch the main attackers, raising little pets from the main point of view, and having sex if they don't obey. However, many main attackers are crazy about being favored, being fascinated by people, and being indifferent to all kinds of things. Only the ones who are domineering and raising beauties are the main attackers in my mind.
Wings is just a pronoun, right? It's actually something else.
I think they are on the road to death and will never return. Light wax for them
Well, people died so quickly, can this Eddie survive five chapters? O()oAlas
Don't give up, come back and update!
How can a cannon fodder jump right in front of the protagonist and fart?