In the center of the universe, there existed a world far larger than Earth, an exclusive realm accessible only to a select few beings of immense authority.
This world belonged solely to a single family known as the Nevalia.
At the heart of Nevalia stood a colossal castle stretching for hundreds of meters.
It was entirely deserted, inhabited only by tiny fairies, small animal-sized elemental spirits, and some strange creatures native to this world.
Out of nowhere, two figures manifested, it was none other than the Vampire Goddess, Amelia, and the Werewolf Goddess, Lenora.
"I miss him already..." Amelia muttered, her expression irritated. "I hate this. Why do I always get interrupted when I'm with darling?"
"I know. I understand... I don't want to be away from him either. But we're kind of in the wrong here. We shouldn't have left Avaline to fight the raiders while we were off enjoying time with our husband," Lenora said with a sigh.
