Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

How should we deal with this?

Is it to show love and tolerance in the manner of a true mother?

Or will they use the majesty of another 'god' to demonstrate their great achievements?

Or perhaps... to be a pure suitor, to meet the one you've longed for for countless years?

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind in a flash, but she forcibly suppressed them all.

He hardened his expression, determined not to show the slightest wavering in front of Lilith.

"What a pity, little one." Lilith's voice sounded like a sigh, but the corners of her lips curved into a pleasant arc. She squatted down and poked the cheek of the unconscious Eri beside her with her finger, the lollipop making a crisp sound in her mouth. "However, I'm quite magnanimous right now. Considering you're one of my Anat, I'll forgive you for now."

His tone was so relaxed, as if he were talking about the weather.

The time spent communicating and getting to know Novia seemed to have temporarily calmed the burning anger in my soul, replacing it with a victorious tolerance.

Shejina intended to ignore this self-righteous declaration, but she could not turn a deaf ear to Lilith's next words.

"After all, Novia is coming."

In an instant, the light surrounding Shejina surged, and the rage contained within it was enough to dim a real sun.

"Shut up, you abandoned guy."

As the former second-generation "Queen of Heaven" and now Novia's nominal mother, the jealousy she bears is an absolute power aimed at eliminating all impurities and maintaining her own "unique" status. In her eyes, Lilith, Kama, Melusin... all the women surrounding Novia are impurities that need to be "purified".

Shejina floated up, looking down at Lilith from above.

"You, a defective product who only got the right to be 'ignored' by him through charity, what right do you have to talk about 'forgiving' me here?"

"Aha?!"

Lilith reacted as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world. She stood up abruptly, put her hands on her hips, and her face was full of exaggerated dissatisfaction.

Pulling the lollipop out of her mouth, she pointed at Shejina and retorted confidently, "I've already won completely! From body to mind, utterly and completely!"

At this point, Lilith cupped her cheeks again, revealing an almost intoxicated, dreamlike expression, and her voice became sweet and cloying:

"Novia like that, those eyes... Ah, just thinking about it makes my body melt..."

“Shut up.” Shejina’s voice grew even colder. “You’re using those underhanded, despicable methods again, aren’t you?”

In her view, none of these women were exceptions.

Whether it was the original Lilith or the later ones, they all relied on underhanded schemes and seductive charm to tarnish their supreme father and their unique child.

Therefore, she wants to eliminate them.

Eliminate all impurities.

"Huh? Little She, do you think I'm that kind of person?!" Lilith protested righteously.

“Isn’t that right?” Shejina retorted mercilessly.

This question made Lilith's arrogance falter, and she immediately gave a slightly embarrassed smile, looked away, scratched her cheek with her index finger, and muttered softly:

"That...that's all in the past, let's turn the page, let's turn the page..."

"......Ah."

Shejina sneered again.

I still remember.

How could I forget?

That humiliation still burns deep within my soul.

Back then, it was this woman before her, this woman named Lilith, who injected that impure sin into her body.

She bewitched, seduced, and coerced herself, who was then a "Queen of Pop," into committing that heinous and blasphemous crime.

What Shejina found most unforgivable was that Lilith forced her to 'watch' from the sidelines.

The humiliation, the anger, the hatred... have not faded to this day.

Shejina once thought that was the end.

Color, sound, smell, time, concept... everything that constitutes Shejina's individuality was torn apart and shattered in that instant.

An era of a 'Queen of Pop' has ended. Or more accurately, it has been shattered by a former 'Queen of Pop'.

The girl lay in a dark, light sleep, mourning this fact.

It was an abyss that no one could reach, a profound silence where even time lost its meaning.

The girl, embraced by the closed cradle, never ceased to be aware of the outside world, yet she was too lazy to observe it.

Because I know too much, I feel no joy whatsoever.

Therefore, all energy was prioritized for introspection, self-enlightenment, and self-reconstruction.

Shejina rediscovered the truth about angels—that everything about herself was born from human imagination.

There is no certain truth, and no being can confirm that they were once a god named 'Anat'.

Ah, I see.

I was born this way, and I should follow these rules.

She perfectly embodies the 'Queen of Heaven' that humanity seeks, and devoutly prays for the 'Queen of Heaven' that humanity expects.

There was no dissatisfaction regarding this.

Rather, to be frank, I admit that I genuinely enjoy it.

I like Him the most.

She also believed that 'she' must like Him the most.

That's why they keep repeating this behavior.

Given this, it will inevitably evolve into an endless competition.

To what extent can one perfectly embody their role? To what extent can one depict their love?

Come on, let's do our best.

Come on.

Since all of this is just wishful thinking, then at least we should make the thing born from wishful thinking behave as perfectly as possible.

However, precisely because of this, some troubling situations have arisen.

She fell into depravity.

After losing the stage she deserved to perform on, Shekina didn't know what to do next.

They can no longer decide what they are, and have lost the meaning of their existence.

What should I do? What should I do? If this continues, I will eventually dissipate and become nothing.

But I really love Him too much.

So she chose to accept it.

Accept everything that is sung by humankind about oneself.

This might have made it too complex, chaotic, or even insane, but it was done anyway. The girl was very serious and showed exceptional talent in every aspect.

then,

After many years, that day arrived—the day she became a 'mother'.

It has become known as the 'Old Testament Holy Spirit', even breaking through the conceptual framework of the Queen of Heaven.

Since that's the case, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Keep going, keep being jealous.

Later, driven by this extreme obsession and immense faith, he even proclaimed a myth and became the God in Midrash.

In that eternal moment of confrontation, that familiar scent from Novia, like an invisible ripple, spread irresistibly from afar.

The stern and aloof expression on Shejina's face, which had been as imposing as a deity, completely melted away.

The previous helplessness and the humiliating memories that were stirred up all vanished.

A flush of fervent joy and absolute possessiveness rose on her exquisitely beautiful face.

Her body trembled slightly with extreme excitement. Her crimson pupils, which should have looked down upon all living beings, now reflected a blazing light called 'love,' like the beginning of the universe. She even subconsciously reached out her hands to gently smooth out a non-existent crease on her white robe, like the most faithful wife who was about to welcome her lover who had been away from home for a long time.

On the other side, Lilith looked bewildered and dissatisfied upon seeing Shekina in this state.

"No, Xiaoshe, I'm still here. How can you, as my younger sister, make such an expression in front of me?" Lilith puffed out her cheeks in displeasure. "You're really not taking me seriously!"

But Shejina could no longer hear Lilith's words.

The scent grew closer and clearer.

That aura that had haunted Shejina's dreams for countless years was about to descend.

A victorious smile, radiating maternal warmth, uncontrollably crept onto Shekina's lips.

He was coming back, and she would cleanse him of all the impurities and filth, protecting this purest sanctuary that belonged only to the two of them.

And in Lilith's eyes, a confident, emerald-green flame was rekindled.

The barrier of space was torn open by an invisible force amidst the two people's completely different yet equally fervent expectations.

At first, it was just a faint light.

Immediately afterwards, the crack widened, and unstable energy leaped wildly at the edge. A blurry figure slowly, step by step, walked out from the chaotic spatial crack.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Both Shejina and Lilith involuntarily held their breath.

However, a clear, melodious, yet slightly lazy and impatient, completely unfamiliar voice shattered this expectation.

"This is... a farce that's a hundred times more boring than I imagined."

With those words, the figure was finally fully exposed to the light.

The expressions on Shejina and Lilith's faces froze in that instant. Their extreme anticipation quickly turned into astonishment, then disbelief, and finally, utter confusion and unfamiliarity.

The person who appeared was not Novia.

Instead, she was a petite girl with long, flowing silver-blue hair as smooth as moonlight and clear, azure eyes like the sky.

"Honestly, you two, you've made such a mess here,"

The girl was barefoot, her white toes lightly touching the air. She wore a simple white robe with a dark blue lining, and a blue striped calf ring wrapped around one leg.

She tilted her head, half of her face hidden by her soft hair, but the part that was visible wore a naive, mischievous smile.

"Ip will have to clean up later, which is a hassle."

Her voice was as clear as a wind chime, but the content of her words made Lilith and Shejina frown at the same time.

The girl seemed oblivious to the two's hostility, and stretched and yawned on her own.

"Most importantly, the noise you're making is disturbing my dear brother."

She paused, her smile growing even brighter, a chilling killing intent flashing in her azure eyes.

"This is a capital offense."

Who is this?

A face I've never seen before.

A completely unfamiliar entity.

Strangely, both Lilith and Shejina could indeed sense an incredibly familiar yet mixed aura emanating from her.

Lilith frowned, carefully trying to discern the source of the aura.

Metatron's 'sloth' and Melusin's 'greed'? Two completely different original sins have somehow merged in the girl before us.

Could it be a combination of those two? An absurd thought flashed through Lilith's mind.

However, it was Shekina who was the first to figure it out.

The expression on her face had frozen again.

Those red pupils looked down at an insignificant ant that happened to pass by.