My Dead Husband Became an Evil God

Wenze's husband died just five days ago, and today he transmigrated.

He became a little prince from a foreign land, imprisoned in the deepest part of a castle. He had one month until adulthood, after which he would have to don wedding robes and be sacrificed to the Abyss.

To save himself, he chanted the Evil God's true name and prayed for its power.

From then on, strange things started happening around him. When he woke up, the blanket he hadn't pulled over himself was neatly tucked around him. The chair that should have been by the table had been dragged to his bedside. Red marks appeared on his neck and body.

Having experienced love, he knew exactly what those marks were.

From the gong's point of view:

He'd always thought his wife of eight years didn't love him. He'd never dared reveal his true self in front of her.

Then he became an Evil God and discovered that his wife had transmigrated too. She was chanting his true name, praising him, extolling him, and confessing her love for him.

So he used every bit of power he had to touch him, kiss him, and love him.

To embrace him.

Even if I must defy fate, I will have you by my side.

Theme: True love cannot be parted, not even by death.