A Rose for My Elf Foster Father

A roguish, handsome, mischievous mantis shrimp rebel leader shou VS a truly chaste elf adoptive father gong At the very top of the Empire's White Tower lives an elf priest hailed as the Empire's guiding light. In the most chaotic trash-filled Dark Zone roams a rebel leader with a bounty of over a hundred million on his head. One day, a drunkard climbed the walls of the Empire's White Tower. Drunk and carried away, Jiang Yi had bet someone he'd steal the High Priest's earring. But when he found himself sitting on the windowsill at the very top of the Empire's White Tower, the cold wind finally cleared his head. Inside the room, the golden-haired elf priest heard the noise and turned around. The earring brushed coolly against his collarbone. Jiang Yi's heart was struck by the beauty before him in an instant. That golden hair, those deep blue eyes, even the earrings tucked into the tips of those pointed ears, everything about him was exactly to Jiang Yi's taste. Jiang Yi hopped down from the balcony and approached the golden-haired elf. He hooked a finger around the elf's earring, which glimmered like a galaxy. "High Priest, how about a deal? Could I borrow this thing for a while?" Viral had never imagined he'd see Jiang Yi again in his lifetime. This was the baby he'd personally raised for five years. His one and only weakness. Viral kept Jiang Yi by his side. Seventeen years ago, when he'd been forced to send Jiang Yi away, the boy had still been a baby. Though the child hadn't taken very good care of himself. He looked thin, wasn't ruthless enough with a gun, and seemed a little malnourished. Luckily, there was still time. He would give everything he had to the child he loved most. There was nothing he couldn't give Jiang Yi. At least, that's what Viral had thought. Until he heard the boy stammer out a confession, his face completely red. Love at first sight, never forgotten. Jiang Yi sneaked back into the White Tower and stole away the Empire's rose. His bounty was already worth so much. A little more wouldn't hurt. It took Jiang Yi a great deal of effort to win over the old-fashioned, conservative elf priest who always treated him like a child. They visited the homelands of every race and rallied forces opposed to the Empire's rule. They watched the stars together and traveled across mountains and rivers. They stole bread in the slums, and kissed passionately beneath a sea of flowers. But when the rebels breached the Empire's walls, Jiang Yi, armed with a blade and covered in blood, entered the palace of the Empire's true ruler... He saw Viral seated upon the divine throne, his pure white priestly robes trailing to the floor. The elf priest looked down at him, still as gentle and holy as ever, smiling warmly. "Xiao Yi, have you come to kill me?" Reading Guide: ★ Both are virgins, 1v1. The adoptive father is the wife!! (Just kidding.) ★ They belong to different races, so there's an age gap of several thousand years. Because of his bloodline, Jiang Yi will look like a teenager in the early part of the story. ★ Viral really does die once, but he also comes back reborn. Sorry, I've been indulging in this trope so much lately, my tastes have been warped by revolution (weary). Theme: Somewhere in this world, someone will become your weakness and your armor.