"I never intended to let you bear everything alone. That was never what I wanted from the beginning; you know, I was the one protecting my sisters and you at first."
Medusa had her own awareness.
If it were just a one-sided acceptance of one party's efforts, then it could not be considered love.
She believed it should be mutual; it wasn't just Moran who had to give; she had to as well.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be worthy of such a dazzling him.
She wanted to transform herself, who had caused so much trouble, into a woman who could match Moran.
A self so tall and heavy...
Could actually be so deeply loved by someone.
Looking back now, Medusa had doubted many times whether she was worthy of being loved by Moran.
Before this love happened, she probably never imagined it would be , nor did she think she had the possibility of experiencing it.
Now, she knew she could encounter it.
Encounter this possibility of happiness.
"Moran, I can't ignore the pain you've endured for our happiness, so at this point, all I can do is fight alongside you... Who told me to be such a tall and boring goddess..."
As Medusa said this, she couldn't help but turn her face away.
Her heartbeat and cheeks were changing in a way she didn't know how to handle.
Moran, smelling the charming fragrance in his arms, gradually tightened his embrace.
"I've said it so many times, don't think your height is a flaw. I think this Medusa is beautiful, and your shy appearance right now is also very cute..."
Moran felt a surge of impulse in his heart.
Recalling his love for the person in front of him, the roots of his past longing revived, and he couldn't stop.
He wanted to possess all of her.
"Ha... Ha... Don't say... or I will..."
Medusa's breathing became increasingly rapid.
Her heart was restless as it was stirred.
Her long, smooth purple hair was scattered messily as she lay down on the grass, yielding to the force that was transmitted.
Medusa's face was flushed, not knowing where to direct her gaze.
Moran only felt that this beauty was delectable.
"Wait... let's go find Euryale and Stheno later... For now, let's just stay here secretly for a while."
Moran said with a mischievous smile.
Medusa could only nod gently, her face red.
It was as if she willingly became a puppet to be manipulated; rather, she longed to be something for the man.
The love exchanged between the two surged like a heat wave.
[This night of reunion is still long]
[For the two of them, this is just the beginning]
[Just like you've always thought, if you don't properly confirm what you currently have, you can't move forward better]
[Set aside the issues with the gods for now]
[At least tonight, in your eyes, there is only Medusa; in your eyes, there is only each other]
[Returning to the Shapeless Isle]
[This original starting point where the simulation first took place]
[You let the people on the merchant ship land on the island and informed them that they could live on this island]
[The rumors spread by the gods were too deep]
[As citizens of Olympus, they only knew about the three sisters of the Gorgon on the Shapeless Isle, not the three Gorgon goddesses]
[Logically, they should not have been able to accept living on this island]
[But before that, they had seen your god-like, majestic figure, breaking the sea serpent with your own strength]
[—If this is the word of the divine child, then they believe this is the right path]
[Holding similar thoughts]
[The people on this merchant ship did not deny your decision; they became the first batch of citizens of the Shapeless Isle]
[Although it was a spur-of-the-moment decision since your return]
[You also began to establish a kingdom]
[The progress in this regard was much faster than you imagined; of course, this is undoubtedly a good thing]
[As for Euryale and Stheno]
[They, like Medusa, have simulated memories; the two are still as harsh and willful as you remember]
[They would never let you feel satisfied]
[Like little devils, they enjoy playing tricks on you; their enchanting allure is almost etched in their bones]
[You are very fond of the two sisters]
[However, these two sisters would not say they love you because they want to keep you tied to them forever]
[Even though falling in love with you is already a given fact]
[They just won't say it]
[What a willful and ill-tempered little goddess]
[To keep the man she loves from leaving her side, she excessively dangles others' appetites]
[This is the Stheno and Euryale you are familiar with]
[Very much in line with their style]
"Drink it; as long as you drink my blood, you won't turn into a monster due to excessive killing."
Medusa stared at the blood dripping into the cup.
[In the past simulation, it was Medusa who fed you blood; now it's you feeding Medusa instead]
[Smelling the alluring scent of blood]
[Medusa didn't choose to drink the blood in the cup, but instead leaned her head towards the wound on your wrist]
[She licked it like a bird sipping water]
[Every drop of your blood circulates the Principle Idea Blood, which is the absolute proof of you being the Ancestor. As long as Medusa consumes your blood, she won't fall into corruption even if she commits slaughter]
[Of course, this also determines one thing]
[Medusa will henceforth be stained with your color]
[Although she might become a Dead Apostle, it's still much better than falling into corruption and becoming the Mother of Monsters]
[Even if she becomes a Dead Apostle, it won't shake her status as a goddess]
[Medusa herself doesn't refuse this matter]
[Although becoming your dependent requires living as a vampire, Medusa inherently has vampiric traits, so this isn't something unacceptable to her]
The seductive sound of gulping continued.
Moran held Medusa, burying his head in her neck.
It felt like a sin that could make stars fall.
Perhaps, no Ancestor has ever made a goddess fall.
This was something no one dared to think about.
The local deities of this planet are akin to planet-senses, very similar to the True Ancestors who are incarnated spirits.
But, not many have the experience to compare this.