The fallen god didn't know how many years he had waited. Every day, he was either maintaining the Underworld Flower or working with other death gods to make amends for the ghosts lost because of the Underworld Flower.
It was at this time that I became more aware of my mistakes.
It turns out that because of me, two people who were in love missed each other forever.
For example, there was a girl he knew who could have reincarnated when her lover was three years old, so that they could have continued their relationship.
However, due to the incident of the ghost flower, the cycle of reincarnation was delayed by thirty years. By the time she grew up, her lover had already grown old. Even though they loved each other despite worldly conventions, they still missed thirty years.
Guilt made him want to make amends even more, until he got all his souls back on track.
After he had made amends for all the souls, he had more time. He took even better care of the ghost flowers, but there were always spare moments, during which he would miss his lover terribly.
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The fallen god was immersed in the River Styx again. Perhaps he had survived the beginning, because gradually he lost all feeling for the water of the River Styx and no longer had that burning sensation.
The fallen god's eyes were vacant; he didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to clear his mind. He didn't regret waiting for his lover here at all, but he really missed her so much.
"What are you doing?" A soft female voice rang in his ear.
The fallen god instantly opened his eyes and saw a girl standing by the river with a smile in her eyes, but the girl's eyes also held a hint of worry: "You fell into the water?"
The reason the girl didn't jump in immediately to save the person was that she felt the person seemed to have fallen into the water, but also felt that they didn't.
The fallen god instantly left the River Styx and stood beside the girl. He felt an overwhelming sense of familiarity; even though her appearance had changed, he recognized her at a glance.
The fallen god pulled the girl into his arms.
The girl didn't push him away, but gently asked, "Brother, are you unhappy?"
The fallen god shook his head, his eyes reddening, and glistening tears fell onto the girl. The girl was slightly startled, looked up at his red-eyed appearance, and reached out her hand: "Brother, don't cry."
"I've finally waited for you." The fallen god hugged the person very tightly.
The girl gently patted his back to comfort him: "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, brother. I've been working hard to grow up, and I can only come to see you now that I've taken human form."
"Transformation?" The fallen god released the girl and suddenly sensed the aura of the Netherworld Flower on his body.
She was actually an incarnation of the datura flower, just like the Queen of the Underworld! She was no longer human.
The girl nodded: "I am a little ghost flower that my brother takes good care of every day! Although I don't know why my other kin can't take human form and ignore me, I'm not angry at all, because my brother is here."
Not all datura flowers can take human form; the Queen of the Underworld is an exception, destined by fate. The girl before him is also an accident, the one he has longed for day and night.
"Do you have a name?" the fallen god asked softly again.
The girl shook her head: "No, but I want to be called Nini."
"Why?" the fallen god asked in return.
The girl shook her head again: "I don't know either. I always feel like there was someone who called me Nini in a very intimate way."
The fallen god curled his lips: "Then, from now on I'll call you... Nini very affectionately."
The fallen god called her name tenderly and affectionately, and when the girl looked up, she could see his eyes full of deep love.
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