The Goddess of Beauty, the Love God, and the God of Wine

"I understand, I won't follow you."

The Evil God narrowed his unfathomable eyes and suddenly spoke, "Recently, the Love God has also awakened. He spends all day in my Evil God Palace, trying to find out your whereabouts from me."

A faint chill crept into the Evil God's voice.

In the dictionary of Evil Gods, the name "Love God" is probably defined as follows:

A troublesome lunatic who carries around a bunch of Red Threads and tethers them randomly all day.

And this annoying person always tries to shift the blame onto the Goddess of Beauty.

He said that several couples who were supposed to be brought together by him broke off their Red Thread after seeing the Goddess of Beauty.

It's as if all the tragic love stories in the world are the fault of the Goddess of Beauty.

To the Evil God, this was utterly absurd.

It's clearly that those people themselves lacked willpower.

The fact that one wavered in their vows to their former love upon seeing something more beautiful—can this be blamed on the Goddess of Beauty?

It's like blaming the Sun for being too bright when you yourself are not doing well.

They're not only shameless, they're also blind.

What angered the Evil God even more was that the Love God dared to go further, telling the Goddess of Beauty not to wander around and to cover her face even when she went out, lest she unintentionally ruin his plans again.

The Evil God understands the Goddess of Beauty.

The Goddess of Beauty dislikes hiding and abhors any form of restraint.

Let the Goddess of Beauty hide herself because of the mistakes of others.

These words were grating to the ears of even the Evil God.

But Love God was shameless and wouldn't give up even after being rejected.

While relentlessly accusing the Goddess of Beauty, he also stubbornly persisted in pursuing Goddess of Beauty despite his own injustice.

That was so intricate that everyone knew about it.

After hearing the Evil God's words, Wuma Xiu remained silent for a moment.

His thoughts were drawn back to a long time ago.

He was strolling through a Sea of Flowers when he passed a young couple holding hands among the blossoms.

He did nothing, and before the two people could even react, he turned and left.

However, that fleeting glimpse was enough to make the two men unable to forget the Goddess of Beauty, unable to forget her figure day and night.

In the end, the Red Thread that Love God himself had tied on their wrists disappeared.

This has happened more than once.

The Red Thread Love God painstakingly tied was broken one after another when Cupid met the Goddess of Beauty.

The fruits of Love God's labor are so fragile and vulnerable before the Goddess of Beauty.

But this is something that the Goddess of Beauty cannot control.

Therefore, he wouldn't take the blame upon himself.

If you really want to blame someone.

That's just because he's too good-looking.

In addition, he had previously given those things to Love God.

"Ugh, Love God probably hates me to death," Wuma Xiu lamented.

Few people/gods would hate the Goddess of Beauty, but Wuma Xiu is certain that the Love God must hate him very much.

But unfortunately, the other party couldn't beat him either, and every time they met, he had a face full of exasperation and helplessness.

See? That's the benefit of having power.

The Evil God stared at Wuma Xiu, remaining silent.

He swallowed the words that were almost out of his mouth.

He knew.

Actually, compared to hatred, Love God's feelings for Goddess of Beauty were more intense.

Love prevailed.

However, the Goddess of Beauty doesn't seem to treat anyone differently.

Except for that one.

"He's still not awake," the Evil God suddenly said.

Without beginning or end, without name or surname.

"I know. He's awake; I'll sense it."

Wuma Xiu knew who the Evil God was referring to.

To talk about this, we have to go back to before he suddenly died.

At that time, he was still playing the game "Domain of the Gods". While playing Goddess of Beauty, he created a new character.

--God of Wine.

He had a sudden inspiration at that time.

What would happen to Goddess of Beauty of Goddess of Beauty if he chose a new Gods before finishing the game with her?

The results of the experiment were beyond his expectations.

The logic behind Goddess of Beauty's behavior is no different from that of him when he manipulates her.

At that time, Wuma Xiu thought it was just some powerful algorithm working behind the game.

It's just a smart enough AI.

The behavior trajectory of the Goddess of Beauty was simulated based on the behavioral data he left behind.

But at the time, Wuma Xiu didn't think much of it and continued to wander around as the god of God of Wine.

He would glance at the Goddess of Beauty every now and then.

Sometimes, after watching for a while, he couldn't suppress his playful side and would, under the influence of alcohol, swagger over to the Goddess of Beauty.

He stared at that face for a moment, then suddenly reached out and pinched the Goddess of Beauty's cheek.

The Goddess of Beauty was startled at first by his pinch, her light-colored eyes widening suddenly, then her brows furrowing. But for some inexplicable reason, she didn't immediately slap his hand away.

He simply uttered a cold, "Insolent."

God of Wine withdrew his hand and looked at him with a grin.

Those eyes, slightly red from the alcohol, held both open and honest appreciation, and a touch of genuine apology.

As an apology, he will sing a song for the Goddess of Beauty.

God of Wine's singing voice is universally acknowledged as the best in the Divine Realm.

This was completely different from his usual carefree and irresponsible demeanor.

His singing voice was clear and melodious.

Like a mountain stream flowing over smooth pebbles, or like the night wind passing through a whole sleeping vineyard.

God of Wine casually sat down by the Sea of Flowers, holding his old Harp that he had picked up from who-knows-where, and lazily sang as he strummed the strings.

The lyrics were mostly improvised.

The content wasn't serious at all, yet it inexplicably made people want to laugh.

The Goddess of Beauty sat not far from him, listening to these drinking songs, and the anger on her face gradually dissipated.

The [Wine and Song] CG was created under these circumstances.

The scene freezes on the edge of Sea of Flowers at dusk. God of Wine, holding Harp, tilts his head back and drinks. Goddess of Beauty sits opposite him, her head slightly tilted, her profile bathed in the warm golden light of the setting sun. The faint smile on her lips is more captivating than the entire Sea of Flowers.

Their long, slender figures intertwined amidst the swaying flowers.

It's so interesting.

Unbeknownst to Wuma Xiu, he had already finished grinding God of Wine first, and then he went on to grind Goddess of Beauty.

Later, the game became a reality.

Those memories are no longer just game records, but have become real events.

Thus, in Wuma Xiu's memory, Goddess of Beauty and God of Wine were soulmates.

But this confidant is a bit strange.

They weren't inseparable, nor were they exactly inseparable.

Yet they recognized and appreciated each other.

It's a relationship where you can sit quietly together and drink all night without saying a word.

Life is unpredictable.

Wuma Xiu never imagined that the alt account he casually created back then would now become a confidant firmly established in the memories of the Goddess of Beauty.

What's this?

Being your own confidant?

[Host, you can rest assured.]

The system popped up again to make its presence known, but this time its tone was much more serious than usual.

[My investigation shows that you and God of Wine are close friends, and God of Wine himself is one of our aliases. You don't need to worry about being exposed. God of Wine is you from beginning to end; it's you meeting yourself, there's no way you could be found out.]

I'm not worried.

The system wisely kept quiet.