Category: The Villain Doesn’t Want to Be Redeemed

Bishop Edwin was carrying out his weekly parish visit. The coachman, a volunteer serving the church, tightened the reins in...

He was surely—trying?—to say something, perhaps blurting out a question: “What?” But Edwin forcibly swallowed his doubtful words at the...

The morning prayer on the second day was still presided over by Archbishop Edwin. Tarksius did not need sleep; a...

The candle flames in the room flickered erratically, arranged on the cold marble floor according to the specific markings on...

At the heart of the Holy See, layers of pure white curtains draped over the central spring. A boy with...

Time flow? The world consciousness was momentarily dazed before it finally remembered that this small world indeed had such a...

The Dark God, Tarksius, slowly walked down the staircase made of pure gold.   Behind him, the young man who had...

Gu Shishu had only gone out and broken… a flower? Stepping into the Immortal Palace with a hint of lingering...

5. Formation of the Bond Having shared a drink, the two who were about to become Dao companions were now...

 1. Picking Flowers   The Demon Lord has revived an old habit—plucking a flower each morning to gift to his beloved.  ...