Chapter 98

Fate had a cruel sense of humor, weaving the celestial lord and the mortal lady together time and again, despite her desperate attempts to resist his relentless pursuit. His love was a force of nature, impossible to deny, even as she fought against it with every fiber of her being.

Meanwhile, the fairy—clumsy, jealous, and utterly transparent in her schemes—tried in vain to tear them apart. Her efforts only served to highlight the depth of their bond, making her interference laughable at best.

Then came the moment that shattered everything.

Their stolen kiss was witnessed by the demon lord, igniting a fury that set the celestial and demonic realms ablaze. War erupted, shaking the very foundations of existence. And once again, the mortal lady stood between them, taking the brunt of the devastation.

Only when death loomed over her did the truth spill from her lips.

She had been dying all along. Her time with the demon lord? A desperate ploy—one last chance to see the celestial lord before the end. Because from the very beginning, her heart had belonged to him alone.

The revelation shattered the demon lord. Consumed by grief, he vanished into the shadows, leaving behind only echoes of his sorrow.

The celestial lord, however, was broken beyond repair. As the mortal lady drew her last breath in his arms, his anguished cries tore through the heavens. His heart, once whole, now lay in pieces. And madness took hold.

The Audience Reacts

The live comments surged, viewers pouring in, their emotions raw and unfiltered.

"Why did it have to end like this? I can't breathe."

"There was no other way. Everything she did—she did for him."

"How is he supposed to survive without her?"

"The demon lord deserved better. He loved her too. Why couldn’t she see that?"

"I swear, if the celestial lord doesn’t slaughter that meddling fairy next, I’ll riot."

Descent into Darkness

Cloaked in black, eyes burning crimson, the celestial lord—now the new demon lord—ravaged the underworld, searching for any trace of her reincarnation. But she was gone. Her soul, he believed, had been obliterated.

With nothing left to lose, he vowed to drag the celestial realm down with him. Vengeance would be his final act.

And true to his word, the first life he claimed was the fairy’s—the one who had tried to sever their love.

The Goddess’s Return

Then, as the cosmos trembled on the brink of annihilation, she reappeared—not as the mortal lady, but as the goddess she had always been.

Born from the will of heaven, her purpose was clear: protect the world, maintain balance. Her mortal existence had been but a trial, a test of her spirit. Now, restored to her true form, she stood before him—ethereal, untouchable.

"Let go of your obsession," she urged, her voice like distant chimes. "Surrender willingly."

But the celestial lord—no, the demon lord now—only reached for her. "Stay with me."

Her answer was a blade to his heart.

"I cannot. My duty is to the realms, not to you."

A lie. A cruel, necessary lie.

Because the truth was far more dangerous.

The Final Stand

As the demon lord’s rage threatened to consume all existence, the goddess made her choice.

She would sacrifice herself to save the world.

But he refused to lose her again.

In a desperate gambit, he seized the demon lord—his former rival—and threatened the lives of every being across the three realms.

"If you dare leave me again, I will burn it all to ash."

Yet, when the moment came—when the goddess stood before him, tears streaming down her face—he faltered.

Her whispered words shattered him anew.

"I was wrong. I love you. It’s always been you."

And with that, he let go.

The Aftermath

The audience was in ruins.

"I’m not okay. I will never be okay."

"That ending… I can’t even."

"‘My love for you is eternal faith’—I’m sobbing."

Backstage, Danielle watched the reactions with wary eyes. The online storm was brewing, and she had no intention of being caught in the crossfire.

Meanwhile, Preston and Donovan exchanged tense glances as the numbers climbed. The episode was a success—but at what cost?

Then, the narrator’s voice cut through the silence like a blade.

"When deities fall in love, the realms tremble. When deities love, the innocent suffer."

The screen exploded with confusion.

"Wait—another celestial drama? After that masterpiece?"

"Is this intentional? That line was in the last play too!"

"Hold on… is this a setup?"

The lights flared to life, revealing a peaceful village—Julian tilling the fields, Evelyn weaving, grandparents laughing with children. A perfect, ordinary life.

Then—the mist rolled in.

And the screen behind them flickered to life, showing three masked figures, their auras unmistakably divine.

The man in white faced the man in black, a woman caught between them.

"Stop. Don’t fight over me anymore."

Lightning cracked. The ground shook.

And an unfathomable power erupted, swallowing everything in its path.

The villagers froze—then screamed, clutching each other as their world collapsed around them.