The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 784 - 396 "Share Half of My Name with You" (5000)_2
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In the late Era of Chaos, ten years before the Radiant Epoch, the last autumn night, a foreigner encountered a demon girl named Yage Sylvia for the first time. There were only eight hours left before autumn ended and the cold winter arrived; it was still ten years until the chaos ends and the Radiance descends.
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The final autumn night of the Era of Chaos.
The fireplace radiated a warm white glow. A thin mist faintly cast the dim moonlight, and hoarfrost in snowy white grew on the window mullions, gradually shimmering with silvery ripples. Dew hung low on the pine and cypress trees outside the wooden window. Beyond that, there were no superfluous sounds in the world.
"Go close the window. It's windy."
An Su felt a gentle push on his back. It was cold outside, and warm in the bed; therefore, he did not want to get up and stayed stubbornly under the covers. He turned to the girl beside him and shook his head, "I won't go."
"I won the bet, so I am the great Your Majesty of the council, and I won't close the window."
He looked at the black-haired girl curled up in the bed like a kitten—her smooth, cascading hair spread across the pillow, extending to her snow-white calves. The girl wore a deep black sheer nightgown, the slightly transparent chiffon covering her body, with the moonlight flowing along—no wonder she felt cold.
"I won't go." She moved comfortably closer into An Su's embrace.
"Dear Miss Yage, have you forgotten the bet between us?" The boy said emotionlessly, "You lost the election. I have my coronation ceremony at dawn."
"The bet...." Miss Yage opened her eyes, thoughtfully nodded, "Oh, I remember now."
She naturally said:
"Is it that bet 'if you lose, I do you for two days, and if you win, you do me for two days'?"
"...win or lose, are you always at an advantage?"
The boy admired Miss Yage's ability to speak brazenly even more. She was obviously still a virgin, but she had already thoroughly read all the banned publications, "Don't pretend to have amnesia. You set this up."
He sighed, "The bet was 'if I win, you shall be my maid for life, and if you win, I shall be your...'."
"Star Fury?" Miss Yage tilted her head.
"It's [servant]." An Su slapped her on the head with a chop, emphasizing calmly, "And now, I have won."
The boy's translucent eyes clearly reflected Yage's countenance. He paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Now, please…"
"Help me close the window."
----"My dear Miss Maid."
Yage stared at An Su for a long time. The rustling autumn winds carried the dampness of the frost into the night, and the golden flames of the fireplace appeared against the boy's earnest profile. After a while, the girl nodded reluctantly and accepting the bet, somewhat unwilling, she pulled back the covers, got out of bed, and gently set her bare feet on the carpet.
"Alright."
"I'll go close the window now." frёeωebɳovel.com
Acting petulantly like the maids at home, she curved her body slightly, stepped back half a step, her delicate hands gently lifting the thin nightgown, and performed an elegant curtsy. Then, she smiled as she lifted her gaze, the silver moonlight dusting her lashes, and her lips slightly parted.
——"My dear Councilor young master."
On the last autumn night of the late Era of Chaos, Miss Maid named Yage Sylvia spoke thus to her young master of the council, and seven hours later, with the end of autumn, the pure white Radiance descended from the skies, and the Miss Maid was to die.
This was also His reason for always being Old Chun Nan for thirty thousand years.
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The first winter of Radiant Epoch Year Zero.
Heaven, Fate's Staircase.
The pure white snow covered every step of the Parliament Building.
All the Chaotic Citizens were applauding with smiles.
A grand ceremony was commencing from the top of Fate's Staircase, a magnificent and Holy hymn echoing before the gates of Heaven, a grand ritual that the Chaotic Church Nation could only experience once in decades. The demigods of the Chaotic Council stood lined along the long stairs.
With smiles of contentment and joy at their lips, the original Bishop of Chaos maintained a solemn expression, taking out the Ritual Wand of Heaven and placing it on a young man's shoulder.
His once deep black eyes had long faded, tingeing with the frost-like pure white, clear and flawless.
[Bishop of Chaos]
An Su was to be coronated as the Bishop of Chaos tonight, climbing up the last step of Fate's Staircase. He knew what would come next, yet he was unable to stop it. The course of fate was already set, and he could not halt it.
As he took the wand of power, he saw the Radiance tumbling down from the dome, the pure white stars, the shattered worlds, and the realms engulfed in a sea of fire. Through the eyes reflecting fate, An Su saw the false gods, the fate that was a cage, and the stars that travelled along their orbit in the sky.
"That is not the starry sky, those are not the stars—"
"They are just slaves to their predestined orbits."
The words left behind by the girl the night before, echoed in An Su's ears.
Taking the wand of Heaven, facing the all-surrounding pure white Radiance, facing the ecstatic cheers around him, he slowly turned around, his eyes glancing down at all the bishops, all the slaves.
On the first snowy night of Year Zero of the Bright History, the last [Bishop of Chaos] of the Era of Chaos, slaughtered the Chaotic Council, sacrificed his own name, discarded his face, and became the [Faceless One].
The blood melted into the snow.
