800,000 years ago, the world burned in the war between gods and demons.

At its center stood two beings—Leonhardt, the King of Gods, and Aetheria, the Female Demon Emperor. Bound by fate, torn apart by war, they defied the heavens for a love that should never have existed.

But in the end, they lost.

Betrayed. Sealed away. Forgotten by time itself.

Now, 800,000 years later, the world has changed, yet the echoes of the past remain.

Leonhardt Valerian Everhart, heir to the mightiest Grand Dukedom of the empire, is no ordinary child. Beneath his cold, ruthless exterior lies the soul of the once-supreme King of Gods, reborn with one purpose—to break the seal and reclaim what was lost.

But he is not the only one who remembers.

Aetheria Nyx Lunaris Solis, daughter of the Sun God and the feared Queen of the Moon and Stars, walks the divine realm as the most powerful demigod. She, too, seeks to break the chains of fate—to reunite with the one she lost.

Neither the gods nor the empire can comprehend the storm that is coming.

The world may have forgotten their names.

But soon, all shall remember.

The Sealed King will rise once more.

And the Night’s Queen will rule by his side.

Chapter 102 – Bound by the Eternal Night


The moment stretched, deepened, turned into something more than just desire—**something inevitable.** 


Leonhardt's hand slid up her arm, fingers ghosting over her bare shoulder, tracing the ethereal glow that pulsed faintly beneath her skin. Aetheria had ascended beyond mortality, but to him, she was still **the same woman who had once stood against the gods for him.** 


And yet, she was still **beyond him.** 


Aetheria's fingers tightened around the back of his neck, pulling him closer, pressing herself against him as if she wanted to **consume him whole.** She had no patience, no softness. She was not a woman who **waited**—she was a woman who **took.** 


Because no matter how much of him she claimed—he would always want to give her **more.** 


A low growl rumbled from Leonhardt's chest as he lifted her off the throne in a single motion, turning, pressing her against the stone pillar beside them. The impact barely fazed her—**she liked it.** 


She **smirked** against his lips. "You wouldn't dare." 


Leonhardt's eyes burned. "Wouldn't I?" 


Aetheria exhaled a soft laugh. "Do it, then." 


In the next moment, the celestial hall around them shifted, swallowed by shadows, consumed by **their power intertwining.** The air crackled with it, the very foundation of the Pantheon trembling under the sheer weight of what they were. 


He kissed her deeper, harder, devouring every sound she made. He didn't just want to take—**he wanted to ruin her, the same way she had ruined him.** 


She clawed at his back, pressing him **closer, closer, closer.** As if there would never be a moment after this, as if they had all the time in the universe yet still not enough. 


Because **they had waited too long.** 


And **neither of them were going to stop.** 


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