She had thought she would go on like this forever, until she became one of the most powerful gods at the very pinnacle.
But that was not how things turned out...
As time passed and the world developed, material prosperity tainted one pure heart after another. The colors of the human world grew ever more dazzling, while she herself slowly faded.
In the end, the magnificent shrine... had been reduced to the size of a box, and even the splendid brocade robes woven from faith could no longer be maintained.
Humans no longer believed in her. They blamed her whenever their own relationships failed.
Some even begged the God of Marriage to fulfill their personal desires—for example, to make the City Lord's daughter fall for them so they would never have to worry about food or clothing again. If she could not do it... then this God of Marriage was useless. They complained and even cursed her.
But matters of love could not be forced at all!
Her followers gradually dwindled, and now she had fallen so low that she could not even afford food.
"This is my story. But... even after reaching this point, I still will not give up."
The young God of Marriage did not know why she was telling this to the two people before her. Perhaps she had endured too much and wanted someone to confide in, or perhaps there was some other reason.
"God of Marriage..."
A deity like the Matchmaker God?
But... compared to the Matchmaker God of legend, this God of Marriage was still far too weak. The Matchmaker God only needed to tie threads between people in the heavens, and those destined for each other would naturally come together.
Yet the threads tied by this God of Marriage were so