In the year 2000, a deliberate war of slaughter broke out. Natural disasters descended, and strange species emerged in endless numbers. After that
The Non-Natural Creatures Management Bureau was established, staffed by thousands of people with supernatural abilities.
Yet the published roster for the Armed Operations Department showed photos of only four members. The fifth member's portrait was covered by a black question mark.
With everyone's attention fixed on it, the Bureau released information about its fifth member.
The next moment, the pitch-black portrait lit up. Everyone's expressions shifted from curiosity to astonishment: looking up, they met a pair of foxlike eyes slanting at the camera. The smiling gaze held a hint of amusement, beautiful and fierce.
Wait... He looks familiar.
The Bureau headquarters' bigwigs: "...!!?!"
Isn't that the beautiful, sharp-tongued god of matchmaking? Why is the branch office treating him like a brick to be thrown around?!
Good heavens, they've put a god in charge of romance in the Armed Operations Department!!
Zhou Xianjing was demoted to a branch office as punishment, and everyone sighed over his misfortune.
The headquarters staff were all eager to watch him make a fool of himself. The branch office staff, meanwhile, were incredibly curious, exaggerating the news that a god of matchmaking had joined them, and was assigned to the Armed Operations Department, no less.
Everyone thought that way before he was made permanent, until
He lazily raised his eyes. Blood spattered his clothes, but that did nothing to diminish his striking figure, dressed in robes scorched by flames as he faced the setting sun about to sink below the horizon. He stepped forward first and violently tossed the Four-Faced Buddha's arm into a meat grinder. He tore apart a reanimated giant corpse and pieced it back together into a painting. He even had the beautiful, bewitching ghost's bones carved down to make a flower arrangement.
Tall and graceful, breathtakingly beautiful.
After the first trial in Fog City ended, he worked with headquarters. He was supposed to tie together red threads of fate, but instead, he bound a four-armed monster.
Zhou Xianjing stretched and raised his brows slightly. "What do we do with it? When's that guy coming?"
He froze when he saw the terrified look on his colleagues' faces as they stared behind him.
The next second, a gigantic crescent-shaped scythe, its blade gleaming white, rested coolly on his shoulder.
A voice as cold as frost sounded beside his ear:
"Want to die?"
Zhou Xianjing met the man's beautiful, utterly emotionless cold eyes.
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Two nearly translucent white hands were pressed together, tied with a length of red string. Another pair of hands held them.
Zhou Xianjing bound the person in front of him's hands behind his back, then leaned closer in a way that seemed casual, but felt like flirtation and pressure all at once.
"What makes you so sure my red string can only bind two sheets of paper and monsters?"
Everyone feared the God of Death and called him a devil.
But someone saw him as a one-of-a-kind rose.
[Ten thousand centuries are shorter than the moment of a rose.]
E. E. Cummings
1. Reserved god of matchmaking, beautiful top x beautiful yet tragic God of Death, bottom
Top's perspective / both virgins / modern supernatural fantasy (not really, fictional setting)
2. Includes original ghost and god lore
[Blurb saved on 2021-01-30]
Theme: Love and peace
