"Porchay Kittisawat, can you along with the look of our greatest God, doom yourself in hell through this marriage ?" "I...I...do..." Porchay says lowering his head not looking at his future husband. He feels like suffocating. He feels like disappearing. He doesn't know what to think anymore or do in this situation. "Kimhan Theerapanyakul, are you ready to take Porchay Kittisasat with you along the road of the damned?" A small smirk comes across his face. Kim takes Porchay's hands in his own, making the younger gasp. He smiles proudly and turns his head towards his father. "Oh, hell yeah I do!"