The Sea of Vows shuddered and fought back, but it could not slow that jaw-dropping pace. Worlds turned and universes were born, rising and falling with the waves. Only the apocalypse arrived on schedule.
Angels and immortal gods alike came bearing supreme wills, sworn to add a faint splash of color to the pair's stage.
Countless visions began to collapse, breaking down into the rawest, most primal Vow Power. Like raindrops flying upward, they pierced layer after layer of cloud, then hovered and rose.
The melody of calamity spilled forth. The Horns of the Apocalypse rang out, thunderous war drums roared, and hundreds upon thousands of destructions overlapped in a single instant.
And then—
Each instant became a beat.
They stepped into the dance, arms extended. From awkward beginnings to effortless ease, every step the two took landed precisely on the beat.
As though—
All that destruction existed only to set off this moment. Ash swept around them and immortal light surged. His gaze stayed fixed on the girl, while she laid her hand gently in his palm and their fingers intertwined.
They cared nothing for anyone's gaze, or for how anything else unfolded.
As Su Lin pivoted on his right foot and drew the girl toward him after her turn, he merely smiled and pressed his cheek against Elaina's.
"When did you get so forward?" Elaina's expression did not change, though her earlobes had reddened.
"It just seemed a little unfair to always make you take the initiative." Su Lin chuckled. "Falling for me must have been hard work, Miss Demoness."
As if by accident, Elaina stepped on his toes. "Bold words from the virgin God Almighty who hung my poster in his bedroom~"
That was then, and this was now. Was it so hard not to bring up