I Am Heaven's Dark, Universally Hated One

Nasus, a wingless god with ambitions higher than the heavens and a fate thinner than paper, managed to get himself an incredibly powerful patron:

Puenier, the heir apparent to the position of next Archangel.

But from the start, his patron was bundled off to train.

Nasus: ...

Officially, it was for training. In reality, the Holy Church was wary of him and feared he'd hold back his patron's future.

Naturally, after his patron left, Nasus was also kicked out of the Holy Church.

Nasus: ...

He had an empty head and no useful skills. Eventually, he managed to find a job that provided food and lodging.

But his good fortune didn't last. The war between Heaven and the Abyss spread, and he lost his job.

By a twist of fate, he was mistaken for a spy from the Abyss and captured, then brought before his former patron.

Just as he began to hope that he could keep relying on his looks to get by, he discovered that his patron had lost his memory...

Nasus: ...This is bad.

You ask what he should do next?

Nasus: Send me 50 (so I can see what you're made of), and I'll tell you my detailed revenge plan.

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Nasus discovered something strange. After the person he'd depended on left, his peers all started acting strangely...

They said they loved him, but could that kind of behavior really be called love?

Nasus didn't need it.

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The world is not imperfect. Every moment of the world is complete. All bonds of cause and effect are predestined, and all sins should be met with forgiveness., Siddhartha

The sea breeze swept past the birds, sunlight caressed the mountain peaks, and the moon came and went in the sky. Tomorrow would be a new day.

Nasus finally stepped into the sunlight, his back to the Demon King in the shadows. He said, "I forgive you."

And so, in that instant, the chains that had bound the Demon King's fate for a thousand years shattered. The teardrop-shaped earring crumbled to dust, and the blood-painted spell was finally released.

Looking into those stunned eyes, Nasus could only offer a gentle sigh before disappearing into the sunlight and wind.

My beloved from my past life, I forgive all your sins. I forgive your love for me. I forgive everything about you.

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The system in this story borrows a little from mythology, but most of it is made up. The names are made up too and don't have any particular significance. Don't scrutinize it too closely.

Just writing whatever comes to mind. I hope I can finish it.

Theme: A third-rate love story