Skadi's Story

Under the cold moonlight, the atmosphere gradually congealed. Samael, pinned at his most vulnerable point, could not break free in the slightest.

As time passed, a trace of blood tinged with the scent of ice and snow drifted into the ancient serpent's nostrils.

Suddenly, Samael perked up. Raising his head, his pitch-black eyes met those indifferent purple ones, and his childish voice carried a hint of aggrieved resentment.

"Clearly, Lady Skadi is the one who hates me!"

The sudden retort caught Skadi off guard.

"I like Lady Skadi very much, but you never talk to me, never sleep with me, and never want to get close to me. Even though... I've already been very good..."

As his voice gradually sank, the little black snake lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.

"I..."

That string of confessions overflowing with attachment left Skadi slightly stunned, stirring an unfamiliar feeling within her.

The little serpent's black eyes were filled with pure affection for his master.

That clear, adoring gaze inexplicably made Skadi's cold skin feel faintly scorched, and she instinctively turned her head away.

This heartfelt fondness could not have been faked. Samael was serious.

After all, in his former life in another world, he truly had admired the Goddess of the Mountain.

What he had not mentioned was that... he had admired rather a lot of people...

"I knew it. You must hate me!"

Before the Goddess of the Mountain could sort through her thoughts and speak, the little serpent, seemingly swept up by his emotions, continued to wallow in self-pity.

"If my existence makes you unhappy, I'd rather quietly leave than cause you trouble!"

"So this was... why you ran away from me?"

A faint look of surprise surfaced in Skadi's eyes.

"You don't like me. It