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Above the holy heaven.

Everywhere you look, there is spotless white. The holy land is as unattainable as its owner.

Here, sunny days are always there, the weather is gentle, birds are singing, flowers are blooming, and animals are living happily.

There is leisure, comfort and laughter everywhere.

Light and warmth leave no place for darkness and filth to hide.

White doves circle above the temple like phoenixes, and the cooing of birds is a daily hymn.

Suddenly, the birds landed on the soft clouds in an orderly manner, and bowed towards the distant direction in a humane way to show their respect.

The angels flapped their white wings and flew into the main hall in the center of the temple, which symbolizes holiness and purity.

After a burst of warm light, the scene inside the hall could be glimpsed.

The merciful Creator, their God Jehovah, slowly turned his eyes that seemed to be able to accommodate all things in the world towards them.

The spotless God could make the angels unconsciously tense their bodies with just a glance.

She was wearing a pure white and smooth robe, had ankle-length silver hair as white as snow, snow-white skin, and between her slender fingers was a sacred staff that could easily stir up the heaven and earth.

He has no wings, just like an ordinary human being, but he receives the most sincere offerings from the angels every day.

The exquisiteness of his facial features far surpassed those of the angels He personally created below his seat, but no one could see them.

No one can see the true face of the Lord God, Jehovah.

Except... the slightly immature angel in his arms, Miurya.

All angels have been given their duties by God since the day they were created.

The Sun God and the Moon God are respectively in charge of the alternation of sun and moon on earth.

The star god is in charge of the reincarnation of all stars in the world.

Poseidon is in charge of the ocean.

The God of War is in charge of all wars in the world.

The harvest god is in charge of all farming and harvest matters in the world...

No one dares to call himself God, because no one dares to touch the title of the Creator.

No one dares to be on par with the Lord God and call himself a god, so he becomes a messenger of God.

But the angel Miulia is the goddess of love appointed by God, and she controls all the love and desire in the world.

The synonym of all the desires in the world...

The pure-minded angels didn't think too much. They just thought the newborn sister was so cute, cuter than all the angels when they were young. She was so soft and fluffy, and it must be so comfortable to hold her in their arms.

But this privilege has always been enjoyed only by the gods.

It has been exactly one hundred years since Miuriya was born, and the Lord God always holds her in his arms all the time, like a child who will never grow up.

In fact, he is indeed a child who never grows up.

Before reaching maturity, angels remain in the state of a seven or eight-year-old human child.

When each angel reaches maturity will also vary according to their own characteristics.

Miuria's childhood lasted only a hundred years, and there were many angels who took longer to reach maturity, so the angels did not find it strange. They just often looked in the direction of the temple, hoping that this new sister would come out to play with them more often.

"Emore, why can't Miuriya come out and play with us?"

Sasu, who was also a child, had always liked the little sister whom she had only met once, and always looked forward to playing with her.

Amor bent down and gently stroked the little angel's chestnut hair.

"Hush, dear Sas, that is the favor of the Lord God to Miuriya. To be favored by the Creator God is the honor of being an angel. You must not talk nonsense."

Sha Si pursed her lips.

"Ok."

At this time, Miu Liya, who was being talked about, was in the arms of the Lord God, letting the Lord God play with her slender and white fingers.

The angels below the seat carefully reported what happened in the place of control.

In the hazy white fog, no one could see that their respected God might not have listened carefully to their daily reports.

All one could see was the petite goddess of love, like a pendant on the Lord's chest, sitting on the Lord's body, playing with the soft and gorgeous silver hair with one hand.

The little angel's long, slightly curly golden hair blends with the Lord's silver hair, emitting a soft glow.

The angels had long been accustomed to Miriah's blasphemous behavior. Since the Lord God did not stop her, they had no choice but to say nothing.

After all, the God simply doted on this newborn child too much, didn't he?

Angels' hair colors are always varied, but no one has ever had long golden hair like Miuria.

She is bright and dazzling, and at first glance she is a cute angel as warm as the sun. Even the god who created her was dazed when they met for the first time.

Miulia, who saw the world for the first time, showed the first smile of a newborn baby to the God who seemed gentle, loving and tolerant of all things but was actually indifferent in his heart.

Pure, warm, healing, dazzling.

All the beautiful words in the world become useless at this moment, and are not worthy of the unintentional smile of this newborn angel.

Uncontrollably, the Lord God wanted to touch the angel he created with his own hands for the first time.

It is soft and tender, just like tofu, and breaks into pieces with a poke.

The God's movements could not help but become lighter and lighter. He picked up the baby, who was as light as a cloud, and looked into its eyes.

The little angel had blonde hair and blue eyes, and she smiled at him faintly, and the God Lord couldn't help but move closer to take a look.

He released the restriction on his appearance that had remained unchanged for thousands of years and allowed this fearless little angel to see his true appearance.

Once this restriction is lifted, it will last for a hundred years.

All the beauty in the world seemed to be concentrated in her.

Afterwards, the Lord God himself gave a divine oracle and named her Miurya, the god of love who was in charge of all love and desire in the world.

In the language of God, Leah symbolizes the warmest and brightest sunshine, has the meaning of purity and beauty, and contains the protection and blessing of the Lord God for her.

"Grow up quickly, little Leah, dear child, you will be my most dazzling angel."

The bubbling little angel couldn't speak, so he could only stretch out his soft little hands to grasp the Lord's incredibly white fingers, and cried "Yeah" in a crisp and energetic voice.

The god chuckled and stroked little Leah's brilliant golden hair.

What a lively and good child. Grow up quickly and healthily, little Liya...

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"Lord! I defeated Sasu and the others again today. The God of War praised me for my talent!"

Different from the excitement of the little angel, the Creator on the throne only looked at his child with a little worry.

"Liya, you are my God of Love. You will be in charge of all love, hate, anger, ignorance and desire in the world in the future. How can you indulge in fighting every day? Last time, you even wanted to follow the God of War to the battlefield. This is against the future duties of an angel."

If other angels were here, they would surely be amazed at how much the Lord God spoke today.

You know, during normal meetings, the Godhead often remains silent, letting them report their work before leaving.

However, this is just a daily routine between the Lord God and the little god of love.

Even the slightly harsh words still sounded kind and gentle in the Lord God's mouth, just like a kind father disciplining a naughty child.

Miu Liya pouted, lowered her head and refused to answer.

Well, it looks like the little angel is sulking.

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Yu Yu: I always feel that the Western fantasy world has a sense of romance and hazy ambiguity, so Yu Yu really likes this kind of setting. I hope everyone can like this world too!