Devotion-Wanda and Chu Hang 2

Chu Hang set down his fork.

The roast chicken on his plate had the texture of a waterlogged sponge, but Wanda was watching him eagerly, a humble little hope hidden in her eyes.

He didn't call attention to it. Instead, he smiled and reached for her tightly clasped hands.

"It's good."

He paused.

"But this chicken deserves better."

The Alchemical Law spread across the dining table.

He didn't destroy the dimension. He followed the flow of Wanda's Chaos Magic and reinforced it from within.

The shriveled chicken turned golden and crisp, its fat sizzling as the rich scent of rosemary and roasted garlic burst into the air. It wasn't some vague "concept of deliciousness." It was a smell strong enough to hit him right between the eyes.

Wanda froze.

And it wasn't just the food. The lifeless black-and-white world around them was changing too.

Starting at Chu Hang's fingertips, the whole world filled with vivid color.

The wallpaper took on the texture of silk. Outside, the sunset shifted from a flat warm yellow to layered shades of violet and red. Even the dust motes in the air seemed to come alive.

"What's happening?"

Wanda's voice was barely a whisper.

Chu Hang cut a piece of chicken and held it to her lips.

"Because you deserve the best."

Wanda took a bite. Crisp on the outside and tender within, it came alive on her tongue. The unease in her eyes faded, replaced by a sense of security unlike anything she had ever known.

She didn't notice that Chu Hang had planted a True Seed deep in the heart of Westview.

The doorbell rang.

Before Wanda could get up, Agnes pushed the door open and walked in.

She wore a purple tracksuit and carried a stack of community flyers, with a