I was different from other gods. I had not first existed in this world as a living creature, then become a god after receiving the power of human faith. I was born from humanity's prayers and yearning for destined love. I was a pure god, the concept of fate and faith itself—a deity manifested from the Void by the power of humanity's yearning faith!
When it came to destined love, humans instinctively yearned for it, prayed for the gods to grant them a beautiful relationship, and I was born from that fervent longing for fate.
Destined love was such a wonderful thing, and humans could not live without it. It seemed I was destined to become a great god.
As a god of faith born from prayers and wishes, the meaning of my existence was to help people form bonds and bring about one perfect union after another.
From first meeting to getting acquainted, then falling passionately in love... getting married and having children, growing old together—what wonderful things those were, weren't they?
While helping believers and everyone else, I could receive the faith they gave back to me, grow stronger, and become a great god whose shrines covered the human world...
When I had only just been born, the human world did not yet have all the dazzling temptations it did now. Back then, a single letter or a single handhold could connect one fate after another. At that time, I still wore luxurious garments and possessed magnificent shrines.
I thought things would continue like that until I became one of the most powerful gods at the very top.
But things did not turn out that way...
As time passed and the world developed, material prosperity tainted countless pure hearts. The colors of the human world became ever more