The main story is told in third person.
After the protagonist had achieved success and fame, the System asked me what I wanted.
I thought about it and said, "I want a wife."
I'm the villainous Demon Lord in this book. Before turning evil, I was the beloved protagonist's senior brother. As a supporting character, naturally I fell for him, giving him opportunities, forging magical weapons for him, and caring for him in every possible way. I clung to him so much that I became annoying.
His many admirers mocked and bullied me, stripping me of all my cultivation and sending me down the demonic path.
In the end, I became a stepping stone that helped the protagonist make a name for himself in the Immortal Alliance, and he stabbed me to death with one stroke.
The System agreed at once.
Seven days later, an ethereal immortal appeared at my door.
I jumped up in delight. "You're my wife?"
The immortal said, "I'm a man."
I thought for a moment. "A male wife, then!"
A male wife was fine by me.
The immortal thought I was tacky and poor, but I was diligent and honest!
I did everything I could to make him stay, displaying all the virtues of a devoted husband.
In short, I pampered my celestial-looking wife until he was completely won over and finally resolved to marry me.
I was so happy that I sent out a few extra invitations, and, by accident, the protagonist's admirers learned where I was.
My old enemies all came looking for me. Only then did I find out that this immortal had come to kill me, and that the organization handling my real wife still hadn't approved my application.
I got fooled again.
I clenched my fists, shaking with rage.
The immortal, dressed in wedding clothes, looked utterly flustered and tried desperately to explain.
But the enemy who had told me the news was overjoyed. He hurriedly shoved the immortal aside, took my hand, and blushed shyly. "Suisei, you can finally see me now, can't you?"
My expression turned cold. These people were so annoying. If they wanted to kill me, they should just do it, instead of going around in circles and deceiving me into loving them.
I killed them all, but these protagonists had all kinds of miraculous powers and could use resurrection spells as easily as breathing. They still came looking for me every day.
I was sick of it. I cleaned up the blood, tidied the house, and went on happily waiting for my wife to arrive.
I only wanted to wait for my wife.
Theme: Look toward the light and stay full of hope!
