Strange Rain
God of Wine glanced at Goddess of Beauty for a moment, then at Sea God for a moment.
Seeing that they were chatting happily, the slight awkwardness caused by witnessing that scene earlier unconsciously dissipated.
We're all Old Self anyway, what's there to argue about?
Even if they actually kissed, according to the original, it would only be a matter of their lips touching; it wouldn't cost them anything.
He circled the Sea God several times, finding it increasingly wondrous.
Every time I see these Old Self, I feel a sense of wonder.
They are all the same person, yet each has their own temper and way of life. When they stand together, there is an inexplicable closeness between them.
And most importantly,
He knew that even if he made the most outrageous request in front of these Old Self, they would still agree.
This feeling of being indulged without any limits is truly blissful.
"Hai, would you like some wine? I have plenty here. Just let me know if you want some."
God of Wine patted the Wine Gourd at his waist, his tone tinged with a hint of smug pride.
Within the Divine Realm, he dared not boast about anything else, but when it came to wine, his collection was the largest and the best-tasting.
He can also customize wines for his friends.
He can brew whatever flavor and effect the customer can describe.
This is especially true for the Old Self.
Forget about custom orders, even if someone asked him to empty the entire wine cellar, he...
Okay, it's probably best to avoid this.
God of Wine felt a pang of heartache; after all, these were treasures he had painstakingly collected, jar by jar, and it still stung to take them all away.
"OK."
The Sea God smiled and agreed, then began to list the dishes one by one:
"Do you have any of those kinds of drinks on you right now? The kind that will make you pass out instantly? Or the kind that will leave you completely Divine Power? And the kind that makes you unable to lie, the kind that makes you unable to get angry... Give me a bottle of each."
He listed a long list, God of Wine pulled out bottle after bottle from the Wine Gourd at his waist.
In his eyes, he, the Old Self Sea God, was nothing more than a pitiful little man with no strength to even kill a chicken.
The other party is asking for these things, most likely to protect themselves.
After all, there are many Evil Gods over there. What if they disapprove of the Sea God's underhanded tactics?
The more he thought about it, the more decisively he reached for the bottle.
Finally, with the Sea God's arms full of potent liquor, his gaze toward the God of Wine softened even more.
He reached out and gently hugged God of Wine:
"Thank you for the wine."
History always repeats itself.
Unfortunately, the Water God, who had just entered, witnessed this scene.
The Water God stood at the temple entrance, looking at the Sea God and the God of Wine embracing each other, and recalled the news he had just heard. He felt a pang of indescribable unease.
The Sea God is going to be with the Asura God.
This means that he can no longer casually visit the other party as he used to.
I can no longer casually curl up in the Sea God Palace eating pastries, I can no longer casually let the other person pat my head and lull me to sleep, I can no longer casually watch the other person speak to me gently, I can no longer casually...
It seems the Water God only just realized what was happening.
Compared to those unattainable flowers in a mirror and the moon's reflection in water, what's right beside us is much more within our reach.
He kept chasing after a light he couldn't grasp, without noticing that the place that truly brought him peace of mind was actually right beside him.
Unfortunately... it was all too late.
But he came today not for his own affairs or those of the Sea God, but for the affairs of the Sea God and the Asura God.
The name of the Asura God is known to all gods within the Divine Realm.
The Water God worried that the Sea God was being coerced, since the other party was far too weak compared to the Asura God.
So I came today to ask you about it in person.
If that's the case, then he will help no matter what, even if the other party is Asura God.
Unexpectedly, upon his arrival, he saw the Sea God and the God of Wine embracing each other.
The Water God stood frozen at the doorway, unsure whether to go in or back.
He and God of Wine were friends; the other's temperament suited him well, and they always chatted and laughed together. But seeing the two gods embracing, he felt a pang of sadness.
Sea God saw him first, released God of Wine, raised his hand towards the door, and spoke in a gentle tone as usual:
"Lord Water God, you've arrived. What brings you here?"
The Water God composed himself, entered the hall, suppressed his turbulent thoughts, and asked earnestly:
"I came only to ask: Did the Asura God force you into that That Matter? Do you really like him?"
"If you don't like it, I'll help you."
The Water God's thinking has always been very simple.
If the other party doesn't like it, then even if it means facing off against the Asura God who hung him up and beat him badly last time,
He wasn't afraid.
Sea God raised his wrist and infused the Red Thread with a trace of his pale blue Divine Power, causing the Red Thread around his wrist to instantly glow.
Love God's Red Thread.
It would be absolutely impossible for either party to become entangled without their consent.
Moreover, the Red Thread was still faintly glowing, indicating that the affection between the two was by no means superficial.
The Water God stared at the Red Thread line for a long time.
All his worries, anxieties, and expectations vanished in an instant.
"Okay, I understand. I wish you all the best, but I have to go now."
After saying this, the Water God departed.
On this day, a light drizzle inexplicably fell throughout the entire Universe.
While some places were still under clear skies, others were experiencing torrential rain and thunder, and still others were shrouded in low-hanging clouds, at this moment, without exception, fine drizzle began to fall in all of them.
Countless people looked up at the rain that had come from nowhere, and a bittersweet feeling welled up in their hearts.
No one knew why, but they felt a tightness in their chest, as if the rain had stirred up some unspoken worries.
And the source of all this is the Water God, who is walking alone on his way Water God Temple.
He unusually didn't fly, but walked slowly instead.
He is clearly Water God.
At that moment, rain fell on his shoulders, soaking the hem of his clothes and blurring everything in front of him.
The Water God didn't interfere, which is actually a good thing.
No one would see whether he shed tears in this rainy weather.
Sea God Palace, the Goddess of Beauty remained silent throughout.
He looked in the direction the Water God had left, then suddenly chuckled, his tone carrying a hint of schadenfreude:
"Hehe, is this really okay?"
The last time they met, the Water God clearly saw him and couldn't move away as soon as he saw him, but this time, even though he was right here, the water god didn't see him at all.
The Goddess of Beauty lowered her head and fiddled with her slender fingers.
God of Wine stared in the direction where Water God had left, his gaze lingering for a long time. As Hydra's friend, he felt a pang of unease.
He really wanted to chase after her and comfort her.
But at a time like this, the other person wouldn't want him around. So he just stood there, silently watching, watching that figure gradually disappear into the rain.
"There are some things that even we gods can't do perfectly. Besides, we were never meant to be together."
Sea God also gazed in that direction, and after a long while, he slowly uttered these words.
Some plays go on for so long that even the actor himself can hardly tell which lines are true and which are false.
However, these things are ultimately driven by their own purposes...
None of that matters.