A snake-demon who is aloof and unruly at first, then becomes obsessive, possessive, and dangerously unhinged, as the pursuer X a heartless, fun-loving Heaven as the pursued
As the Creator, one of my favorite pastimes is gathering all kinds of beauties from countless worlds and keeping them by my side as little pets.
Unfortunately, my ever-weakening soul core is no longer strong enough to support my continued mischief.
My second soul calculated a solution for me: [Master, you can devour the "Children of the Plane" in each world to replenish your energy.]
From then on, everyone looked like a tasty meal to me.
The little beauty who had attached himself to me blushed as he helped me take off my clothes. I twirled a lock of his dark hair around my finger and stared intently at his fair neck. "Bro, you smell delicious." (Literally.)
To mend the spaces torn apart by my weakened soul core, I had no choice but to descend into the lower realms in search of useful "materials." I selected several suitable Children of the Plane from among countless worlds and tricked them into sacrificing themselves to Heaven.
They stared at me in shock before falling to their deaths in the rift, their bodies smashed to pieces.
I clapped my hands and turned toward the next cultivation world, one brimming with spiritual energy.
There was a little snake-demon here named Qi Zhi who dared to challenge Heaven.
Ten years ago, the snake clan was slaughtered by a powerful demonic cultivator. Ten years later, the Hundred Immortals Sect set foot in the land where demons and monsters dwelled once again, determined to eradicate every last evil creature.
With his lover's desperate protection, Qi Zhi narrowly escaped the encirclement. They evaded the cultivators pursuing them and the demonic cultivators' minions, but they could not escape the sudden, devastating thunderbolt that came crashing down from the heavens.
"No!"
Qi Zhi collapsed in the torrential rain, screaming and sobbing at the sky. The sight of his beloved's soul dispersing had become a nightmare he could never escape.
[Master, this is bad! This snake-demon's hatred for you is at 10,086 points!]
I rubbed my nose and said innocently, "I just sneezed and accidentally struck his partner dead with lightning."
[Have you decided who to choose as your "material"?]
"I have."
I blended into the crowd, disguised myself as an ordinary disciple, and approached Qi Zhi under the alias "Wang Li."
First, win his heart. Then kick him straight into the abyss. He was perfect material for repairing the space.
Years later, Qi Zhi climbed out of the rift, looking like a blood-drenched fiend, and came to seek revenge on me, consumed by boundless hatred.
Theme: You reap what you sow. Leave yourself some room to maneuver.