Category: The Villain Doesn’t Want to Be Redeemed

Edwin was exactly that kind of person—someone who would never be satisfied. Standing on a road flickering with endless radiance,...

There were many things Edwin didn’t forget to ask — he just felt Tal had reasons for not wanting to...

Half an hour later, the ornately carved rosewood gates of the Church slowly opened. The young bishop walked out gently...

When kissed by a human, a god ought to feel offended. Through the eyes of a low-ranking demon, the god’s...

“One evening—” Tarksius spoke while reminiscing. At first, it was difficult—those blurred lights and shadows existed in memories so distant...

Edwin’s biological clock was precise. He opened his eyes just as the cool, faint morning light slightly dampened the sky....

The god knew very clearly that he was not Tal. That pomegranate-red-eyed little demon had died a thousand years ago,...

Edwin had been researching related materials these past few days. It was only natural that he would take notice of...

A good night’s sleep was only relative. It clearly did not include being woken up before dawn by loud knocking...

Many years ago, Edwin could no longer recall whether that night had been a distant snowy one, but everyone told...