The "Male Bestie" Who Turned Weird

"Then we..."

"One more time..."

"Just once, it's a deal..."

As night deepened and a crescent moon hung high outside the window, the flames of war reignited in the steamy bath.

Forget it, it's all about sex, not feelings. I'm still virgin...

The man muttered to himself, trying to comfort himself with self-deception.

The following day, after the coronation ceremony, Kevin, who was in charge of coordinating everything, was finally able to return to his residence after a long day of running around.

However, lying in bed, the man tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, his mind filled with the enchanting moments of the previous night and Keisha's dashing figure in her crown and silver cloak during the day.

My jumbled thoughts began to wander, imagining what Keisha would look like in that military uniform, as she cried out sweetly.

Frustrated, Kevin threw his pillow aside, went to the hallway, and stared blankly at the silver moon in the sky.

But then, the creaking sound of a door being pushed open came from one side of the corridor, and the Angel Queen emerged from the bedroom, clearly having also not slept tonight.

Kevin looked embarrassed and asked casually with a shifty look in his eyes.

"What a coincidence, you're not asleep either?"

"Hmm, it's windy outside, why don't you come in and sit for a while?"

"Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"I have some proposals to work out during the day, and I need to hear your thoughts..."

"Okay then..."

Immediately, the door closed again, and the light on the desk inside, after remaining on for thirty or forty minutes, seemed to be knocked over by something, followed by a series of sounds of chaos.

In the early hours of the morning, Kevin stealthily pushed open the door to the Angel Queen's room, making sure to check himself in the mirror before leaving to erase the red marks on his neck and face.

My apologies, my apologies. I must restrain myself and go back to copy the Qingjing Jing (Scripture of Purity) three thousand times.

On the third night, Kevin lay hunched over his desk, writing furiously, his face bearing the tragic air of someone about to be executed.

At midnight, a knock sounded at the door, and Keisha stood silently in the doorway.

"I still have work to finish tonight, wanna go together?"

"Forget it, I already said yesterday was the last time..."

Kevin's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he resolutely rejected his superior's suggestion.

The Angel Queen nodded indifferently, closed the door, and calmly left.

What followed was a three-month cooling-off period, during which the two maintained a certain awkwardness and distance when they met.

The night was as dark as ink. In the latter half of the night, two figures stood in the corridor, staring blankly at the night view.

After a quarter of an hour of silence, a dry cough broke the stillness.

"Since we're already here, then..."

"Try again? Hmm, just once..."

Two figures entered Queen Kaisa's bedroom with practiced ease and began working overtime into the night.

Several days later, the two stood in the corridor, their eyes met, and their lips twitched slightly.

"Tonight..."

"Together?"

The two then entered the office area, closed the doors and locked the windows, and began their overtime work.

The following night.

The two emerged from the building at what seemed like an agreed-upon time, their eyes met, and without a word, they walked together into the office area in perfect unison.

Chapter 177, Section 1124: The Deteriorated "Male Best Friend"

Merlot Heavenly Court, the Queen's Palace.

With a rosy complexion and a relaxed brow, like a Queen Holy Kaisa was awakened by the rustling sound from her desk. She stretched comfortably, got out of bed, and walked barefoot on the carpet.

When they reached the figure behind the table, Keisha wrapped her arms around the white-haired angel's waist and rested her chin on his shoulder.

"What are you busy with?"

"Looking back on some memories..."

Kevin paused writing, lost in thought, and gently patted Keisha's hands.

On the paper were names of people and relevant times and places written in square characters.

Jill, Ada, Alice, Zero, Raiden Mei, Cocolia, Fu Hua, Himeko...

Most of the people inside were women, and judging from Kevin's reminiscing gaze and earnest attitude, it seemed that behind each of them was a long story.

"It's been 30,000 years, and you still don't believe this is the real place?"

Keisha drew back the curtains, revealing the vast and boundless Angel Nebula beyond, dotted with towering cities.

Meanwhile, a remote synchronous information network continuously transmits updates on the current situations of other less advanced civilizations.

Several Heavenly Blade Series Star Fortress float in the surrounding Star Domain, guarding the Just Order upheld by the angels.

Kevin carefully smoothed out the paper, his fingertips tracing over each name, his eyes, though weathered by time, were filled with a touch of nostalgia and warmth.

Thirty thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye, and he still hasn't found a way to leave. Some of the images in his mind have begun to fade, but they have never been forgotten.

He had waited for fifty thousand years before, so what was a mere thirty thousand?

However, with the Angel Nebula's invincibility and the deep-rooted Just Order, his relationship with Keisha, after tens of thousands of years of development, could no longer return to the past.

A male best friend is someone who can guide her spiritually and also satisfy her physical desires.

Before they knew it, the two of them had rolled onto the bed.

It can be said that over the past ten thousand years, Kevin has become intimately familiar with the feel of every inch of Keisha's skin.

And finally, after brothers, students, friends, and comrades-in-arms, the "male best friend" also completely changed.

"Stop your useless fantasies and just be your Apocalypse King, isn't that better?"

Keisha was facing away from the sun, her face hidden in shadow.

The Apocalypse King? Yes...

Kevin smiled slightly. Most of the old angels who had followed Keisha for the past 30,000 years had gone into seclusion, including Hexi and Liang Bing.

Therefore, he took over Liang Bing's title and became the new Apocalypse King, accompanying Keisha for 15,000 years.

"Your Her Majesty the Queen, don't waste your energy."

"We've been arguing about the issue of dreams versus reality for thirty thousand years."

"As things stand, neither you nor I can convince you."

The man pried open Keisha's fingers and stood up to carefully put away the memories filled with writing.

However, an unnamed rage surged within Keisha, and she clenched her fingers, directly disintegrating Kevin's hand into atomic states.

"I overthrew the Heavenly Palace Order, freeing female angels from oppression; I rebuilt Just Order, allowing civilizations to love and cherish one another!"

"Now, the entire universe is in perfect order, what more could you possibly want!"

Kevin looked at the enraged Angel Queen, sighed helplessly, his brows furrowed suddenly, and his voice was low.

"Were the Male Angel truly banished? Why has there been no trace of them for 30,000 years?"

"Liang Bing and Hexi really gone into seclusion? Why did they disappear so suddenly, without even leaving a specific place to stay?"

"I can understand why Earth Civilization doesn't exist in this universe, after all, we don't have much interaction."

"But what about the Styx Galaxy and the Super God Academy? Why have those entities that were supposed to change the landscape of the Angel Civilization disappeared?"

The man gently cupped the Angel Queen's frosty face and responded solemnly, word by word.

"Let me tell you the answer. They were eliminated from your dream because they didn't fit your vision of a perfect world..."

"Keisha, stop deceiving yourself..."

The Angel Queen irritably slapped Kevin's hand away, her expression remaining stubborn.

"I will prove I'm right! I'll wait for you to repent!"

Kevin chuckled, the unwavering determination in his eyes seemingly transcending the limitations of time and space.

"Suit yourself. Don't talk about thousands or tens of thousands of years. Even if you wait another fifty or a hundred thousand years, my answer will still not change."

The two faced off in silence when suddenly a dark rift appeared above the Angel Nebula. Wherever the black light passed, everything beautiful was destroyed.

Keisha rose angrily, ready to stop this sudden crisis.

However, the barrier formed by the convergence of six colored light clusters around her trapped her and the instigator behind her.

"I see!"

"I've been wrong all along, Keisha!"

"Besides making yourself aware of the situation, there's another way to hide it!"

Kevin's eyes lit up with ecstasy as he grabbed the Angel Queen's shoulders and shook her vigorously.

"The Faceless God has rewound your memories to 30,000 years ago. Although it happened in a dream, the curse has already taken effect!"

"Therefore, we need to spend 30,000 years within this extended part of your memory, returning to the moment the curse descended."

"In other words, it's like having a grand dream, letting memories travel from the past back to the present, making up for the 30,000-year time gap!"

"You son of a bitch, the Faceless God! I can finally get out of here!"

The man excitedly hugged and embraced Keisha, but he didn't notice the person in his arms. She seemed to have stopped struggling, and his eyes were gloomy and strange.

Because at this moment, with the automatic collapse of the 30,000-year time limit, the self-constructed illusions in the Angel Queen's mind are being swept away by the surging primal memories.

At the same time, in Yuqing City, a seven-colored energy beam suddenly burst out from the spatial unit, plowing out thousands of deep furrows in what was originally an endless sea of flowers.

"Queen!"

"Kevin!"

Upon hearing the commotion, the two guardians, Yan, the Left-Wing Guardian, Hela, the Goddess of Death, immediately opened a spatial portal and flew inside.

Amidst a flurry of petals, the two dreamers stood side by side, leaping out of the crater created by the lingering energy.

However, the moment Angel Yan and Hela approached the two figures, their gazes simultaneously froze on the clenched hands between Kevin and Keisha.

The Angel Queen rolled her eyes downwards, slightly raised her hand, and spoke in a low, cold voice.

"Have you touched enough?"

Kevin met the unfamiliar, indifferent gaze of the air, subconsciously let go, and awkwardly created some distance between them.

"How long were we unconscious?"

Keisha stepped forward alone, frowning as she asked Angel Yan a question.

"Your Queen, it has been exactly thirty days since he entered the dream..."

The Angel Queen nodded slightly, her eyes gleaming with a silvery-white light that connected to the Knowledge Repository, and began to read the recent changes.

Kevin gazed at that aloof and distant figure, a sense of melancholy welling up inside him.

This is the real Keisha, but so real that it's impossible to get close to her.

It seems she has completely forgotten this illusory dream, and those illogical fantasies have been overwritten by her accurate memories.

However, throughout this process, Kevin remained lucid, destined to be the sole witness to that illusory journey.

Even though everything had returned to normal, the man felt a sense of loss and sadness.

"Boom!"

At that moment, a sudden, muffled roar and violent shaking shattered the frozen atmosphere.

"What's going on? The Void Creature have broken through the defenses again!"