Cupid

The massive dragon body soared through the sky.

Invisible dragon’s might shattered spatial confinements, filling every corner with tyrannical currents.

Sky-obscuring dragon wings stirred up giant winds, until the mist no longer blocked his sight, until the space before him could no longer be freely flown through…

A wall forged from pink crystal blocked the giant dragon’s path. The giant dragon halted its advance, its heaven-spanning body bowing slightly.

“Radon, this is my Divine Realm. Are you sure you haven’t come to the wrong place?”

A soft, melodious divine voice echoed and resonated through the eight directions of space. The giant dragon’s face revealed a nostalgic expression. Then, it opened its mouth and spoke in human tongue.

“Freya, I awaken from slumber, seeking you to fulfill a promise from the past.”

The dragon’s roar was majestic, yet not deafening.

“So it’s for that promise of old? If that is the case, then I permit you to enter my Divine Realm.”

Every deity possessed their own Divine Realm.

Within one’s own Divine Realm, a one-on-one divine battle meant being virtually invincible.

However, this was when in a state of alert. Actively opening one’s Divine Realm was an extremely dangerous act for any deity.

The barrier forged from pink crystal seemed to dissolve by some force, dissipating into countless specks of light in a short instant.

The giant dragon bypassed the barrier and entered the Divine Realm, its body shrinking accordingly.

The Dragon God, in the form of an old man, floated in the void. Before her, the pink Divine Realm became increasingly distinct.

Countless red and white roses bloomed throughout this infinite space.

Pink crystals, like ornaments a girl would use to decorate her room, were scattered casually, yet revealed a cute, girlish charm.

The strange thing was that this was a deity’s Divine Realm, yet if an ordinary person saw this place, they would most likely mistakenly believe it to be a dream that only appeared in a girl’s imagination.

But in fact, this was a Divine Realm personally adorned by a deity.

As one of the most unique deities among the many on the Seraphis Continent, Her existence was perhaps the object of nightly prayers and worship for many young men and women.

“Oh dear, to think that after so many years, I would still have the day to meet you again~”

Her voice was as gentle as the warm breeze of early spring caressing one’s cheek.

Her pure white wings spread and then folded. Pink hair gently swayed in the void.

Her bridal dress, woven from a hundred birds, emitted a faint floral fragrance.

Beneath the huge peach blossom tree, that familiar graceful figure still sat on a gently swaying swing, smiling as she watched her guest.

“I had thought our next meeting would be in a dream, but unexpectedly, on this very special day, you actually came to find me personally, Dragon God Radon.”

The goddess, sitting on the swing, surrounded by flowers and birds, said so.

She gently raised her right hand, and countless petals floating in the air gathered in her palm, weaving into the shape of love.

“Sleeping is good, but sleeping too long also causes fatigue. Moreover, I came here this time with a serious request.”

Radon, in the form of an old man, let out two helpless dry coughs, his face strained with a serious expression.

“Let me guess, Radon. You have a favor to ask of me, hmm…”

The goddess gently tapped her delicate cheek with a finger.

A pair of pink beautiful eyes sparkled in her divine realm. Her pure white skirt rippled outwards on the flawless mirror-like surfaces.

“Could it be that Radon has taken a liking to another goddess and wishes to pursue his unrealistic ambition of procreation, and wants me to play matchmaker?”

The pink-haired goddess smiled playfully, her crystalline eyes seemingly seeing through the calculations in the other’s heart.

“Cough, cough… How could that be? In your perception, am I such an unreliable deity?”

Radon almost choked on his own saliva.

The old man’s face, which he had manifested, couldn’t maintain its composure and revealed deep embarrassment.

‘Of course, whether in the past or present, no matter what other deities were doing, you, Radon, always hid in your Divine Realm, sleeping soundly. If you don’t stir up some big commotion, the natives of the Seraphis Continent will almost forget your existence.’

The pink-haired goddess grasped the two ropes at the edge of the swing and gently swayed her body.

“I’m not talking to you anymore. I came here this time to ask you to fulfill a past promise.”

As he spoke, Radon pulled out a fragment from his embrace.

From its appearance, it was similar to a glass shard, except this fragment seemed to continuously reflect changing scenes.

“What is this?”

“This is a rubbing of a portion of the current White Dragon Saintess’s memories, and I hope you will use your authority to bring together these already connected feelings.”

The memory rubbing floated in mid-air, but the pink-haired goddess did not immediately take it.

“I don’t recall you, the Dragon God, being so concerned about your own race. Since when does an ordinary Saintess require you to personally come to me and invoke an old promise?”

Although she had successfully allowed Radon to enter, it didn’t mean that the goddess before him had no vigilance whatsoever.

“You don’t want to believe me?”

“No, it’s not that I don’t want to believe, but because it’s a rule. If you choose to clarify, I’m afraid it will be difficult for me to help you.”

The goddess spread her hands, appearing helpless.

“Hmm… this Saintess is indeed a bit special. However, since I’m asking for your help, I’m sure you’ll discover this point, so there’s no need to conceal it.”

The old man stroked his chin and said so.

“Hmmph? Please, I’m all ears~”

“Then I’ll just give you one keyword: Descender…”

The old man chuckled. The goddess frowned in shock.

“Radon, that joke is not funny. You should know what a Descender means to a deity.”

The goddess’s voice subtly deepened, no longer carrying her previous relaxed tone.

“I am here to ask you to fulfill your promise. Deception serves no purpose. Moreover, the secret hidden in this memory rubbing is not as simple as I’ve stated. After seeing it, you should be very interested in facilitating this union.”

Dragon God Radon narrowed his eyes, speaking enticingly.

The goddess’s divine eyes flickered, now dark, now bright.

She gazed at the memory rubbing suspended in mid-air, as if contemplating the possibilities. Finally, she gently raised her hand.

Floating petals gently lifted the suspended memory rubbing.

The moment the goddess’s finger touched the rubbing, the memory images sealed within the rubbing surged into her divine consciousness.

A deity’s divine soul was incredibly powerful. Even though this set of memories was not small, she still absorbed all the information in a short instant.

When the goddess opened her eyes again, the pink-haired goddess looked at Dragon God Radon with an unparalleled sense of excitement.

“Radon, should I say your luck is good, or mine?”

“Whoever knows first, their luck is good.”

Radon chuckled, seemingly having anticipated the other’s reaction.

After all, which deity could refuse such groundbreaking news as two Descenders?

The aura of a Descender was incredibly unique.

The moment Aurelia entered the Dragon God Sacred Land, the long-slumbering Dragon God was awakened.

Perhaps at that time, he was surprised why he could encounter a Descender who delivered herself to his doorstep, even just by sleeping.

But after contact, what made him, this deity, even more unbelievable was that not only Aurelia, but the hair tie that the girl wore into the Divine Realm also carried another unfamiliar Descender’s aura.