Aether sure was surprised—no, utterly taken aback—by the words of Log... Last night, it was all just to provoke the Mother... Just to tick her off.
That was it.
He never had any intention of becoming a god, or anything remotely divine.
But seeing Sera's eyes now—those bright, sparkling eyes shimmering even more than usual—as if she were staring at some sacred deity, made Aether feel a strange knot in his chest.
Inwardly, he wasn't sure anymore... Where the hell was his life going now?
Sera too... Last night, she honestly thought Aether was just being sinful and naughty, trying to tease her into a horny frenzy, furious about her kneeling to the statue of the God. That's why he had interrupted her, demanding she kneel only for him...
And yes, in the heat of the moment, she'd agreed without thinking—but Sera was a woman of her word. She always kept her promises. Yet now... after seeing that Log... everything made perfect, terrifying, and beautiful sense.
