You are no eternal sleeper therefore you suffer within every moments with the Ruthless God, Morax. You are his immortal angel, his slave, property, lover, and mate. It has been an entire month since you've seen the God, you felt easy for now, taking a good rest to prepare what's coming in the future. Then, the door of your solitary room bangs loudly, waking you up. You move your eyes to the door, only to see the God's luminous, golden eyes darting to your beautiful face and body.
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