Chapter 707: Chapter 510: Extra Story: Eternal as Heaven and Earth, Endless as Our Love
I am a god, also known to many as the Heavenly Dao.
Since the beginning of time, when the world was first created, I have known that another Mother Goddess was birthed with me.
We were aware of each other’s existence but had never met, nor did we intentionally seek each other out like people do in the mortal realm; we simply acted as though the other did not exist.
The Heavenly Dao and the Mother Goddess created this world, were born from it, but knew little about it, so we often transformed into mortals and descended to the world for trials, only to fall into deep slumber after gaining enlightenment.
Day after day passed, until an opportunity arose; she and I descended into the same Small World simultaneously, and by a twist of fate, we intersected. From initially being at odds, we came to understand and cherish each other, and amidst the trials, feelings of affection emerged.
She was born from the fusion of heaven and earth, sun and moon, innately possessing the gentlest and most expansive love.
I was born from the Heavenly Order, the principles of the great Dao, mastering an impartial balance, adhering to order and law.
But love is a moment outside of order; one day, I found myself unable to look away from her.
A heart without feelings can’t play favorites, but having love, it struggles to grow flesh and blood, interconnected by countless veins, like a predestined red thread that cannot be severed. I became partial, selfish; I wished to share in the trials with her, journey through various worlds together.
Thus, she became the system’s Host, while the mission target was me, but each time, even without my memory, I would approach her repeatedly, fall in love with her again and again.
From that moment on, never letting go was impossible.
After being together, she once teased me, asking if treating her this way would make others say I was partial.
I did not answer, only kissed her lightly, and the words I couldn’t express, condensed in my heart, surged forth at that moment as if they could engulf everything in the heavens and earth.
—But I was always partial to you.
The Heavenly Dao is the Heavenly Dao, but by her side, I am merely a lover longing for desire, an ordinary person yearning for favor, and sometimes, even a person fearing abandonment due to insecurity; she is naturally heaven’s favored child.
I saw her, and thus saw my own heart.
Love is seeing.
One day, I learned to see, to notice her subtle changes, her fluctuating emotions, her vulnerabilities, her fragility beneath her façade. It was not about flesh and desire, not about pity, nor about wanting anything—just the desire to offer my dusty soul, to fall with her into the depths of the Abyss Valley, to mutually redeem each other. She saw me, truly saw me, and from that moment, we became of one heart and soul, never to be separated.
Even though appearances may change countless times, I saw her heart, her soul, and the many unspeakable things within her.
How difficult it is for two people to resonate from mere acquaintances to souls entangled. Thousands, tens of thousands of years ago, when heaven and earth first formed, the universe primordial, everything beginning, she and I were destined to be two lotus blossoms from a single stem.
Perhaps we crossed the arc of time, traversed ancient chasms, but on a bright and beautiful afternoon, we met again, the clock hands kept moving forward, everything relentlessly marched on, yet I would wait for her at some moment, as I had countless times, to fall in love with her again.
Love is the anomaly of order. We will walk from the beginning of chaos to the end-day hymn, traverse every Small World, witness all the world’s splendor, fall from the moon into the galaxy’s sea of stars, into every dream that has you.
From now on, until death do us part!
(End of the extra Chapter)