Sigh!
Faced with this scene, Fu Qian let out a sympathetic sigh.
There was only so much room for self-deception. Selena, the demigod, had clearly lost it.
The situation in front of them was simply too easy to imagine: some Moon God had suddenly stopped responding, and then the devout believer Annalise was mistaken for the god's reincarnation, eventually ascending to godhood step by step.
And because of her unusual tastes, she had designed a special look for her followers—or perhaps her descendants.
So the Blood Clan's signature scarlet eyes were just because the Progenitor liked that color.
"Red eyes..."
Annalise's question seemed to puzzle the old woman across from her.
But she was clearly the easygoing type. After thinking for a few seconds, she nodded in agreement.
"Now that I imagine it, they would look lovely—like jewels."
"I'm glad you like them!"
At her words, Annalise's smile grew sweeter, while Fu Qian felt even more unsettled. Something about her seemed different from everyone else.
He'd had that feeling from the start: as if she were performing her part perfectly, but without putting her heart into it, detached from everything around her.
Also, judging by the situation, the Progenitor's glory in this Ancient Recollection clearly wasn't what they'd imagined. It recorded a scene from before she became a god.
More precisely, it was the day Annalise learned she was going to become one.
Putting the two things together, had the Blood Clan Progenitor preserved her memories of herself as a "human" here?
Had a sliver of her will remained forever on this day, becoming an anchor for her humanity?
And had all of this been guarded forever by the lover she'd had before becoming a god?
Now he could understand why Annalise had forbidden the other members of the Blood