Chapter 552

Mingming initially thought that after succeeding, she would act cute, receive more care, and confide in others more.

"You will be the mother of mankind. If you ever see me like this again, you can die."

After saying this, He ignored Lilith and turned to leave.

... You're despicable! I will never forgive you! I will make you regret this!

Holding onto this belief, Lilith unleashed an indescribable potential. She stood up, and even though taking a step forward would cause her to cough up a mouthful of blood, her smile remained unwavering.

She simply gazed at him with a gentle expression.

Lilith lovingly stroked her shoulders with both hands, murmuring dreamily, "It really hurts."

She hoped that He would not forget her, nor ignore her.

"Look at me, look at me. Having you is enough, I only want to see you, ah, love. So much love. I must have loved you deeply since before I was even born."

"Hey, will you even look at me, Veya?"

Then came the incident where Lilith called out His true name, which led to her leaving Garden of Eden and going to Mesopotamia to seize the Willow Tree of Ista.

However, because Anat was originally mistakenly believed by humans to be the Queen of Queen of Heaven, her abandonment of divinity to become Lilith, and her subsequent departure, led to the emergence of the 'concept' of filling the position of Queen of Heaven.

The silver-haired woman opened her eyes.

Damaged, distorted, emerging, chaotic—a jumbled landscape, like a symbol of the end of the world, is its final resting place.

Surrounded by mostly headless winged Monster and a few winged humans, she suddenly gained a clear understanding of what she was.

"You understood so quickly? Good, no need to waste time and energy on meaningless things."

Thank you for your compliment. May I ask how I should address you?

It wouldn't be inconceivable that the voice of the person seated on the Throne could shake the entire world.

Although He himself was newly born, the idea that language is common sense is not limited to this, perhaps because of Him.

Silver-haired women think this way.

As the embodiment of a concept sung by humankind, I shouldn't have been able to do this from the beginning. None of the Angel around me dared to raise their heads like I did. The reason I was unharmed must be due to His help.

"No interest. Call me whatever you want, even if you're based on heaven—"

"Regardless, I was born because of you, wasn't I?"

"That's exactly right."

"Then I shall call you my father."

She nodded in agreement, as was perfectly natural for someone who had just been born.

"I understand that Queen of Heaven are just a figment of imagination."

Subsequently, she received a name that belonged to her.

Shekinah.

Shekinah defines herself as Queen of Heaven born from the glory of her father. She is Queen of Heaven born from the concept of Anat, and therefore, Queen of Heaven this concept, she values harmony and Order...

Simply put, it can be understood as a benevolent version of Lilith.

Just as Lilith once said, "I must have loved you deeply since before I was born," so it is the same for Shekinah.

However, she did not desire much; rather, she merely possessed a right that the surrounding Angel did not have—to look directly at Him.

That alone was enough to make Shekinah extremely satisfied.

I do love my father.

She could always express the Lord's unfathomable mind in a clear form, though it was more like Shekinah thought that this was the Lord's intention.

At the same time, Shekinah is also the 'Wisdom' recorded in the Book of Enoch and the New Testament, which gave birth to Little Jehovah Metatron, the king of the Angel.

Luke 7:35 (New Covenant) -- But all the sons of Wisdom deem Wisdom right.

Around 600 AD, King Western Asia removed the sacred object symbolizing the Queen of Heaven from the First Temple and forbade people to call it by its name, while some people outwardly complied but inwardly called it Wisdom.

But from that time onward, Shekinah, the Queen of the Old Testament Queen of Heaven, fell from her Queen of Heaven and disappeared without a trace.

Of course, the actual reason was, as recorded in "Zohar," that Shekinah was instilled with intense Lust by Lilith.

That day,

"Hooray! Is it Angel I've never seen before?"

"... Ugh!"

A sudden, mysterious sound that echoed through the sky made Shekinah gaze into the distance.

At the same time, both of them froze upon seeing each other's faces clearly.

"I see."

Lilith wasn't Wrath; instead, she frowned in displeasure.

"... Damn it, is this how it turned out because of my deep-seated obsession?"

"Um, who exactly are you...?"

"I'm Lilith."

Lilith revealed her canine teeth as she spoke, her voice carrying an unusual restlessness, and an undeniable sense of loneliness and melancholy.

"It's Lilith, who parted ways with Him a long time ago. Now you're the one who's succeeding me. I can't forgive you. I'll grind you to dust—just kidding, I don't care anymore."

"I remember now--"

"You love Him now, don't you?"

At that moment, everything lost its meaning.

Color, sound, smell, and time were all simultaneously torn apart and shattered by Lilith.

Shekinah didn't know how she, who had just been so incredibly weak, had managed to do it. She realized that Lilith seemed to possess some kind of truth.

So you have to do the same as me, okay? Remember that!

Please don't force people to do things they don't want to do.

Shekinah shook her head vigorously, refusing Lilith's request.

"You look just like him, don't you? Are you imitating him? My lovely sister? The one you love won't love you back, right?"

"... Hmm."

"Will this satisfy you? Won't you regret it? So, do what I did."

Lilith's emerald eyes gazed at Shekinah with delight, containing a darkness and light deeper than the abyss of the Universe.

There's no need to say more about what happened after that. In short, the Lust Shekinah, driven by Lust, conspired with Lilith to put him into a coma using his name, and then gave birth to a child of the Sasun lineage. Of course, Shekinah did nothing; it was all Lilith who did it.

"... This is so troublesome."

Novia opened her eyes and sighed, discovering a certain weight on her chest, accompanied by an extremely strong smell of instant noodles.

As he could see, Metatron was straddling him.

A little earlier.

After Novia fell asleep, just as Metatron only needed Treta Yuga, she flew out of the Holy Seat while holding a bowl of instant noodles.

"Lord, I've made you some tea. You're so tired."

Oh, you're asleep?

Metatron strained to hear the rhythmic nasal breathing.

It's only been Treta Yuga since the conversation ended. How could she fall asleep so quickly? Did she somehow find out what happened last night?

With his back slightly removed from the Holy Seat behind him, Metatron casually leaned out to peek at Novia's sleeping face.

The King of Angel shuddered involuntarily, and even the slight rustling of his clothes seemed to permeate the space around him.

Then, as he tried to move a little closer to his face, Metatron's foot slipped, followed by a loud thud as it hit the floor.

"Ouch... it really hurts..."

Metatron crawled on Limbs, groping around on the ground. The moment his fingers touched what should have been Novia, she let out a short, nasal moan.

Could it be that God did this on purpose?

No matter how you look at it, it wouldn't be surprising if someone like the Lord killed me the next moment, right?

To be honest, these past few days have been really strange; even my face started to itch, though I've felt that way before.

Metatron slowly crawled closer, following Novia's breathing. Just as he was about to reach her, he seemed to remember something, so he immediately stood up and started slurping up the instant noodles next to him.

"Lord, you just asked me why..."

Metatron's voice was a little unsteady as he ate instant noodles.

The conversation paused for two seconds --

"... Who knows why? What do you think, Lord?"

You ask me why? What if it's because of Jealousy?

Why not me? I'm Lesser God.

These words were like a small boat suddenly floating in his mind, and when he thought of them, Metatron's heart began to pound erratically.

She stared at the instant noodles she had devoured in five seconds, a pained expression on her face. With trembling hands, she lifted a noodle and fed it to Novia.

I feel incredibly reluctant to part with this instant noodle.

"Once you've eaten the noodles, the soup is naturally mine."

Immediately afterward, Metatron, having finished eating, squatted down next to Novia and touched Novia's face with his finger.

She thought to herself, "Tathagata to sleep?" but sleepiness just wouldn't come.

At times like this, the Sloth Metatron couldn't help but envy the Lord's ability to fall asleep anytime, anywhere; she, on the other hand, had to stay up all night.

But a few seconds later, Metatron let out a loud yawn and then lay down on Novia.

She first placed Novia's left hand on her waist, then her right hand on her head, her white-socked feet resting on her thighs, and then gently twisted her body to rest her head on Novia's neck.

... On another note, would the Lord ever Sloth?

That's impossible.

Metatron immediately dismissed the speculation, his hot breath landing heavily on Novia's neck.

Just now, I... wanted to kiss you, didn't I?

Listening to the Lord's breathing, I snapped out of my daze and found myself already close to Him... Why did I do that? No, thinking about it carefully, in that state, it seems like I was the one who initiated it. No, no, even without careful thought, it's obvious, isn't it? Waaah, what am I doing?

That will definitely get me Flame Whip!

The thought of my abdomen, thighs, back, and chest being attacked by the Lord is unbearable.

Metatron's wings twitched slightly... and then she truly fell into a deep sleep, like a dead fish.

That's how Novia witnessed what happened.

"I'm back."

As the sound came from the doorway, the living room lights were turned on.

"... Oh dear, did I disturb you?"

Seeing that Metatron and Novia were actually trying to do such a thing in broad daylight with the doors closed and the curtains drawn, Erice returned with an expression that was a mixture of disgust and amusement.

Chapter 558 Love is hate, hate is love, all for the sake of prolonging life (7. k)

Erice always felt like she was all alone.

Although this feeling was very strong when she was young, it was somewhat alleviated thanks to the Demon King. However, now, in this Kuonji mansion, she felt inexplicably lonely.

Original,

When Erice initially saw the Sloth Angel's reaction, she thought there was some unspeakable secret between her and Novia. However, after several days of no further interaction, she thought she had made a mistake. But now it seems that she was wrong.

That posture doesn't look like something people with a normal relationship would do, does it?