I first met him while he was being deflowered by God. A chosen human, embodiment of beauty and purity, writhing, panting, and moaning in pleasure in front of me while his virgin body is ravished by God of nature, God of fertility. I was the shrine guardian, he was God's consort. The one who harbor God's seed inside of him. A man I fell irrevocably in love with. Disclaimer: covers and ilustrations by Old Xian.