No One Understands Being the Villain Better Than Me
Chapter 737

Tiamat's Complicity

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In Lost Paradise, the all-night revelry within the Uruk Embassy finally came to a halt before dawn.

The room was a mess. Thin silk covers draped loosely over three graceful figures huddled together, while the lingering traces of pleasure had yet to fade from their cream-smooth skin.

As the Twin Goddesses who had been reincarnated in flesh, Ereshkigal and Ishtar had become utterly different from the ancient Sumerian Deities after the upheavals of the Third Storm and the Seven-Day Judgment. It was as though they had begun new lives, and this was their first taste of intimacy between man and woman.

Thus, having only just lost their virginity, Ereshkigal and Ishtar naturally could not withstand the boundless demands of a certain long worm. Tears of pain still lingered on their fair, fragrant cheeks.

Under the moonlight, the sisters who loved and fought each other intertwined their fingers, supporting one another as they endured last night's madness together. Like mirror images, they curled up on either side within Mother Goddess Tiamat's arms, creating a startling beauty that felt both dislocated and profane.

Like a nursing mother, Tiamat held her two bullied daughters and slept deeply, a serene smile capable of embracing all things resting on her elegant face.

Of course, the Mother of Origin had not escaped her own divine son's clutches either.

Last night, she had not only needed to "demonstrate" for her two daughters, but also bear part of the impact on their behalf.

And there had also been the part where she held down her daughters' hands and feet, aiding and abetting his tyranny.

The madness and sensuality of it all were not fit to be spoken of to outsiders.

Before daylight arrived, the figure in the room quietly rose from the bed.

The man stood beside the

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