Still Shen Siwang and Mo Baojun’s point of view…

A new scene appeared in front of their eyes. This time, it’s the scene of Shen Siwang’s birth. Unlike the other Gods, Created Gods such as Shen Siwang and Ye Xiajie did not have a childhood. They were born with their current adult appearance. When Shen Siwang was first created, he was already aware of the existence of his alter ego, Xia Jieye (Ye Xiajie). However, the God of Origin informed him that his brother would never be able to leave the Void unless someone else took his place or found another being who could help him bear the existence of the Abyss.

At the time, the God of Light was only a Holy God in appearance, and he is more emotionless than the God of Void. This is because almost everything he desires is available to him or can be obtained by him. Everything he desired was within his grasp, which only added to Shen Siwang’s boredom. He had destroyed more worlds than he had created. If it weren’t for the fact that he is the embodiment of the Light, his actions would have earned him the moniker “Evil God.”

The scene shifts from Shen Siwang’s mundane life to his meeting with Mo Baojun. Because of the creation of something to connect the worlds and universe with Vearth as the Central Region, their entanglement has become more common. They’ve been through ordeals comparable to what Hei Anjing and Ye Xiajie are currently going through. In the end, they become irreplaceable in each other’s lives.

Mo Baojun did not blink as he watched these scenes. These are some details from his husband’s past that he had previously only heard as words. He was finally reminded of how valuable his presence was to Shen Siwang after seeing it with his own eyes. He is his life and the reason for his existence.

“I am immensely grateful for the fate of letting you meet me that day. Shen Siwang, you were the sole warmth that was meant to be mine. In the very beginning, you are destined to be with me.” Mo Baojun said.

Shen Siwang couldn’t help but laugh with delight and joy. He drew his wife into his embrace, thinking that this trial was quite interesting. He was terrified of informing his Baobei about his past self. Because he was well aware of how much of a jerk he was at the time.

“Shall we continue walking and watch how our lives pass toward our current timeline.”

“I’m lazy. Carry me on your back, hubby.” mo Baojun said.

Shen Siwang took a knee and let his wife climb on his back before continuing on their way to the end of this trial. On their way, they observe all of the events that have occurred in their lives. Some were too old and almost forgotten memories, some were pleasant memories they would never forget, and some were tribulations they had endured that were filled with sadness and regret, but they were able to persevere. The rainbow mist had vanished by the time they arrived at the Flower Garden.

They were now greeted by a fantasy flower world populated by fairies who cared for the various flowers that could never be considered common florals. Shen Siwang made flower crowns out of blue hydrangeas she found among the sea of flowers. Shem Siwang carefully placed his newly made flower crown on Mo Baojun’s head after his wife’s hat had vanished at the entrance to this forest. The Tyrant God’s aquamarine irises complement the blue hydrangea flower crown on his head.

They only took their leave when another couple had reached this place and came out of the Illusionary Forest ahead of everyone else.

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The perspective of Esther Dawn and Mayonaka Yoru…

Unlike the first couple, these two were separated, as were the other participants. Esther Dawn can barely see his path through the Rainbow Mist. Instead of calling out his lover’s name, he walked around the rainbow mist, trying to find the right path. Before him was the same scenery made of mirrors and memories. Esther Dawn walked the path that was left open for him because she had no other options. He wanted to ignore the mirrors on his way, only to return to them when he heard his lover’s familiar voice.

Esther Dawn was taken aback by the flashback to his lover’s past. Werewolves with white hair walk in all genders in a beautiful hidden place within the snowy mountains. This is a happy clan that has remained hidden from the other tribe. They have the same characteristics as his lover, including white hair and wolf eyes. The Tribe of the Snow Fenrir.

An extinct tribe that was only mentioned in books and stories.

It once existed in reality, and this is where Mayonaka Yoru came from. He noticed a small child holding an even smaller boy. This young man with a joyful smile on his face is his lover’s younger version. Conri Lycaon is the shy baby who is holding his hand.

Life in this tribe is simple and clear. They hunt in the morning while the tribe cooks or cares for their cubs. It was a peaceful scene because this tribe was separate from the other werewolf tribes and only lived in the land, with no interaction outside the tribe. It was because they needed to pray to their Gods without being influenced by others.

This tranquil scene was shattered by his uncle, Kenan Light, his father’s younger brother. He can still see his uncle’s obsession as he orders the annihilation of all Snow Fenrir. Even the cubs were spread thin, as Mayonaka Yoru and Conri Lycaon ran through the blizzard. Even snow werewolves would be greatly weakened by running in the blizzard at such a young age. Conri Lycaon had a fever, and Mayonaka Yoru did everything he could to keep his younger brother safe. He began hunting alone at such a young age.

However, during the winter season, prey is scarce, and many predators attempt to hunt him as well. Even if Conri Lycaon’s fever didn’t go away, he’d bring home a small rabbit or an unripe fruit for his younger brother. Mayonaka Yoru was distraught; he didn’t want to lose his only younger brother, so as soon as the blizzard stopped, he walked around with his brother on his back, looking for a tribe to take him in.

Unfortunately, no other werewolf tribe wanted to bring in such a curse as a hunted tribe.

They refused to accept the two brothers. Just as Mayonaka Yoru and his younger brother were about to perish in the blizzard, a large black shadow appeared in front of him.

Asking him, “Do you want to live?” 𝗼𝐯𝐞𝐥．𝐜𝐨𝗺

“I don’t care about myself! Can you save my younger brother!?” Mayonaka Yoru asked as he stood in front of his younger brother even though he was trembling in fear due to the huge difference in strength between him and the shadow before himself.

“Courageous and loyal. Very well, this king will take you in both!”

The huge shadow jumped into them before Mayonaka Yoru could react, and he lost consciousness. The original Fenrir Skoll was the one who saved them. He was hunting alone for his tribe because he is the strongest and fiercest warrior. He checked on the Snow Fenrir’s old territory after hearing about their extinction and found it decimated by humans. He immediately killed all human priests and knights and burned the Snow Fenrir Tribe’s remains.

The Snow Fenrir Tribe’s demise is inhumane. They were skinned and had their fur removed, despite the fact that their hearts and eyes had been removed. He can only burn these werewolves to ashes so they can return to Earth, preserving their last dignity. Then he followed the faint traces left behind by the Mayonaka brothers as they ran…these traces are too small for humans to notice, but they can’t be hidden by another werewolf like him. He followed the traces and kept an eye out for the brothers in the distance.

He wanted to assess their personalities before accepting them. After all, another werewolf tribe is unlikely to accept an outsider tribe unless… It was approved by the werewolf king.

He observed the slightly larger young cub leave. He thought he had abandoned his sick brother to fend for himself until he saw him return covered in wounds, holding a small rabbit in his mouth. His white fur was soaked in blood, and a beast had left bite marks on his small body, but he still returned to feed his brother.

The little cub was not supposed to survive, but it was Fenrir Skoll who slowly cured him so that he could survive in the end while his elder brother was away. When he saw him in despair, he was rejected by the other werewolf tribes, who eventually picked them up and returned them home.

The Fenrir Tribe is the most powerful and numerous werewolf clan in the entire race. This is due to the fact that there is no color distinction in this tribe. You will be welcomed into the tribe as long as the king accepts you. Mayonaka Yoru awoke in a warm tent, his wounds all healed. He looked around, hoping to spot his younger brother. He pounced on the female fox who was monitoring Conri Lycaon’s fever. Mayonaka Yoru didn’t bite her but drew his younger brother in closer to himself.

This vigorous movement opened his wounds and caused the bandages around his body to bleed again, despite the fact that he kept his younger brother behind him, protecting him at all times. The female doctor, who is also a werewolf, couldn’t help but be pleased that such a young cub is so responsible. He is tenacious and devoted, brave and dignified. He can lower his head for his brother and was willing to put himself and his loved one in danger just to survive. He has the making of a king.

“No wonder, the King brought him home. He is such a good cub.” The female werewolf in her human form mumbled.

“Don’t be afraid cub. In this place you are safe. The king brought you back home so you and your brother will be protected by the whole clan as our new cubs. Come here, let’s treat your wounds again. Your younger brother will be fine as well as his fever has gone down and only needs to take a long rest to fully recover.”

Mayonaka Yoru observed the female werewolf in front of him without immediately approaching her. Since birth, he has had the instinctive ability to detect danger and malicious intent in himself and others. He approached the female werewolf only after he was certain she was telling the truth.

“Smart. You are truly smart for a cub. No wonder you can survive in the snowstorm and protect your brother at the same time. Cub, you did well. You did your best. Don’t blame yourself.”

While being treated, Mayonaka Yoru remembers the deaths of his parents, friends, and tribe members that night vividly. They were slaughtered by special humans dressed in strange robes. His tears fell as he remembered how his mother, father, and uncles had protected them just so they could escape. His elder brothers and sisters also stood in the way of the humans taking them away. He also wanted to take the other young cubs with him, but they all sacrificed themselves so that he and Yue could survive. After all, they were born with the purest Snow Fenrir bloodline.

Tears flowed, but Mayonaka Yoru did not howl as all other cubs would have in this situation. He was still afraid of approaching his younger brother and could only cry silently making him look even more pitiful.

Even the normally composed Esther Dawn couldn’t keep his tears from falling when he saw this scene. What a tragic past. If he were Yoru, he would have despised all the humans who had killed off everyone important to him. It’s no surprise that during some missions, Yoru would even assist other teams in the Templar Temple and watch them perish. At first, he was also treated the same way, but in the end, they still ended up being together.

Esther Dawn mumbled, “Thank you. Thank you for bringing Yoru to my side. Oh, God thank you…”