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Shadow Light
Chapter 50
The Sacred Union
Underworld
Lucifuge Manor
The Lucifuge residence, with all its grandeur and cold regality, stood bathed in moonlight, its vast, arched windows allowing silvery beams to stretch across polished marble floors. The halls were hushed, the only sound the steady ticking of an ancient grandfather clock, its chime whispering through the corridors like a heartbeat in the quiet.
Within her chambers, Grayfia lay awake, untouched by the embrace of sleep despite the late hour. The silken sheets, woven from the finest Underworld fabrics, lay draped over her form, smooth and cool against her skin, yet offering no comfort. The gentle flicker of enchanted lamps bathed the room in soft, golden light, their glow casting faint shadows over the grand canopy of her bed. But none of it soothed her restless heart.
She stared at the ceiling, the intricate carvings she had seen a thousand times before feeling distant now, unimportant. The weight pressing on her chest was not one of worry, nor fear—it was something far more exhilarating, far more consuming. Her silver hair, usually gathered in a meticulous bun that spoke of duty and discipline, cascaded freely over the pillows, pooling around her like molten moonlight. The looseness felt foreign yet fitting, as if she was shedding something of her past self, embracing the change that awaited her.
Her breath hitched slightly as her thoughts drifted to him.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow, she would leave this place and stand by his side.
A shiver ran down her spine, her heart pounding with an unfamiliar intensity. Naruto. His name alone sent warmth curling through her, a sensation both thrilling and overwhelming. It filled every inch of her being, wrapping around her like the softest embrace, and yet, it set her skin alight like a blazing inferno.
Would he be thinking of her as she thought of him now?
She clutched the sheets over her chest, the fabric twisting between her slender fingers as she let herself drown in the memory of his smile—the way it reached his cerulean eyes, lighting them from within. His presence had always been undeniable, a force of nature that defied expectations and shattered barriers. But to her, he was something more. He was her anchor, her solace, her reason to step beyond the cage of duty and allow herself want.
Her lips parted as a slow exhale left her, her mind conjuring the sound of his voice, the way it carried both strength and warmth, how it could command the battlefield just as easily as it could make her breathless with a simple whisper.
To be his—not as an ally, not as a political figure bound by duty, but as his Queen. His partner in every sense of the word.
A faint flush crept up her cheeks at the thought. Grayfia Lucifuge, the untouchable Ice Queen, the embodiment of poise and discipline, lay wide-eyed and restless, undone by the simple thought of him.
'Is this what it means to love?'
She closed her eyes, trying to will sleep to take her, but it was useless. The anticipation was too great, the longing too deep. Her body knew what her mind did not want to admit. 'She had already given herself to him, long before she ever voiced it aloud.'
And then—a scream shattered the silence.
Grayfia sat bolt upright, her silver eyes narrowing with alarm. Then another cry echoed, followed by another. It was a chorus of torment, spreading like wildfire through the Underworld, growing louder, more frantic.
Amidst the chaos, a new sound cut through the night.
A chime. Soft, distant—yet it carried with it an authority that made her blood run cold.
Her instincts screamed at her to move, to investigate, to protect. But she couldn't.
Her body refused to respond.
She tried to rise from the bed, but an invisible force bound her in place, stronger than any physical restraint. Panic surged within her, but before she could react, a blinding light engulfed her chamber.
It was unlike any light she had ever seen. Pure, radiant, divine. Holy. It seared her skin for the briefest of moments, a sharp, burning sensation that vanished just as swiftly. The sheer purity of it should have been unbearable, but instead, it left her feeling… lighter. As if the very weight of her existence had been lifted for an instant.
And then—He appeared.
From within the golden glow, a figure stepped forth, so resplendent, so overwhelming, that Grayfia's breath caught in her throat. Her heart pounded, and an involuntary recognition struck her like lightning.
Golden hair, cascading in soft waves that shimmered with an ethereal brilliance, framed His face—a face that exuded infinite kindness and unimaginable authority. Seven golden wings, vast and awe-inspiring, spread behind Him, each feather pulsating with celestial power. His emerald eyes, impossibly deep, bore into her very soul with a tenderness that left her trembling. And above His head, a halo brighter than the sun, a ring of pure divinity, radiated with such intensity that it illuminated every corner of her being.
Her lips trembled, and before she could even think, the words fell from them in a reverent whisper.
"God…"
She didn't feel any pain as she said His name. The silence that followed felt fragile and sacred, as if the very air around her had been stripped of all imperfections, leaving behind only purity, only truth.
Her lips tingled from the weight of the word, as though simply uttering his name had unraveled something within her, something ancient and long-forgotten. Yet there was no burning, no suffering—only warmth.
The presence before her was not harsh nor punishing. It did not seek to judge her, nor did it demand her submission. It simply was—a force of nature beyond comprehension, beyond measure, beyond all things that mortals or immortals alike could grasp.
And yet, He stood before her, looking at her with the eyes of someone who already knew.
His expression did not shift, did not waver, but it was kind. A smile, soft and understanding, touched His lips, carrying with it the weight of eternity and the gentleness of a world untouched by war or sin.
Grayfia felt her breath steady, though her chest was still tight with something indescribable. Awe. Reverence. Certainty.
She did not bow.
She did not kneel.
There was no need.
When He spoke, it was not with words known to this world, but in the ancient and sacred tongue of the divine. Each syllable bore the weight of creation itself, resonating deep within Grayfia's soul, stirring something beyond mortal comprehension.
"Dost thou truly love him, Grayfia Lucifuge? Is thine heart bound to my successor—Naruto Uzumaki, the bearer of balance, the keeper of mine light?"
The voice resonated not just through the air but through existence itself, vast and uncontainable, seeping into the very essence of her being. It was neither warm nor cold, neither stern nor kind. It was simply absolute. The weight of it pressed upon Grayfia's soul, as though the question itself had the power to unmake her should she answer untruthfully.
Then, a pause—silent, yet filled with something deeper than words.
"Thou art the daughter of mine daughter, the blood of mine own. From the lineage of my beloved Seraph, whose devotion shone brighter than the firmament itself."
The bell's chime echoed once more, its divine resonance cutting through her turbulent thoughts.
"Speak, child of my child. Do thine heart belong to mine chosen?"
For Grayfia, all thought ceased save for one—how much she loved him. There was no hesitation, no uncertainty, no concern for what others might think or the chains of her devil heritage. None of that had ever mattered to her, not when it came to him.
Her love for Naruto was not something that had erupted like a wildfire, sudden and consuming, but something that had been tended, nurtured, and cherished, like the most delicate bloom cared for by the gentlest hands in the world. A love that had been softly, patiently built over time—layer by layer, day by day—by the way Naruto had looked at her, with eyes that held no expectation, only acceptance. By the way he had spoken to her, with words that sought not to take, but to understand.
Through every interaction, he had shown her what it meant to love and to be loved—not as an obligation, not as a responsibility, but as a gift freely given.
She thought she understood strength. She thought she knew devotion. But Naruto had shown her something far greater—the beauty of surrendering one's heart to another, without fear, without restraint.
Her lips parted, and without a second thought, she whispered the only truth that had ever mattered.
"Yes... I love him. More than anything."
Her voice carried unwavering certainty, as if the very cosmos could not change her heart's course. There was no doubt, no hesitation, no fear—only the sheer, absolute truth that she loved Naruto with everything she was, with all she had ever been, and with all she would ever become.
God gazed upon her, His emerald eyes brimming with infinite understanding, and for a long moment, He said nothing. The weight of His presence did not crush her; it embraced her, filling the vast emptiness within her heart with warmth so profound it felt as if it had always been there, waiting for her to accept it.
Then, with a gentle motion of His hand, a golden radiance surrounded her. It was warm, gentle beyond measure, like a mother brushing away a child's tears. She felt it seep into every corner of her being, soothing aches she had long forgotten, mending wounds she hadn't realized were still there.
The weight of sin, the burden of the past, was lifted from her soul.
There was no pain, no forcefulness—only kindness, patience, and love in the way He stripped her of every doubt, every lingering remnant of darkness that did not belong to her anymore.
Tears welled in Grayfia's eyes—not from sorrow, but from the sheer, overwhelming relief of feeling light. She hadn't realized how much she had been carrying until it was gone.
God's hand hovered over her heart, and she felt it—the link. A thread of divine gold stretched out, binding her to Naruto in a way that defied all explanation. Through it, she could feel him—not just his presence, but his emotions, his clarity, his unshakable resolve.
Her breath hitched. Naruto...
And then, the room around her dissolved into golden light. The Lucifuge estate, her chamber, the silk sheets, the moonlit window, the painful screams—all of it melted away into brilliance. For a fleeting moment, she floated within the embrace of divinity, surrounded by warmth and endless love.
She felt as though she was being pulled. It wasn't painful, nor was it forceful. It was smooth, like a gentle tide carrying her forward. Yet, there was no ground beneath her feet, no air in her lungs. Only movement.
She turned instinctively, looking over her shoulder—and saw the iridescent colors of the Dimensional Gap.
Normally, the moment any entity—even devils, angels, or lesser dragons—entered this space without adequate protection, their forms would begin to break apart, their essence unraveling under the sheer force of oblivion itself. The corrosive energies here did not merely injure—they erased.
And yet… she felt nothing. It was as if something was shielding her.
She kept her eyes closed as she turned due to the very bright light in front of her and when the light finally dimmed and she opened her eyes...
With Naruto
Moments Prior
Naruto stood at the heart of the chaos, his body, wracked with exhaustion and exhilaration, pulsed with divine radiance. The glow within him had not dimmed—it had transformed, reshaped, and surged forth with newfound purpose. Every breath he took resonated with the omnipotent rhythm of the divine heartbeat, no longer an external force, but an integral part of him.
His emerald eyes, ablaze with celestial fire, flickered as Oracis's voice echoed within him, clinical and precise.
Ascension process underway. Adapting vessel integrity… recalibrating structural framework… purging unstable elements.
Naruto felt it—deep within his bones, in the very marrow of his existence. His cells thrummed with energy, each one evolving to accommodate the sheer magnitude of power flowing through him. His skin tingled, glowing faintly with streaks of golden light that wove intricate patterns across his form before settling beneath the surface. His body, once limited by the forces it contained, was now something more, something Divine.
Sacred Gear evolution at seventy-five percent. Refining divine conduits. Neurological pathways restructuring. Heart synchronization nearing completion.
His breathing deepened, his body feeling both foreign and familiar, as though he was becoming what he had always been destined to be. But then, amidst the transformation, a presence stirred within him—ancient and infinite.
A voice, warm and resonant, filled with a love that could cradle entire worlds.
"It is a joy to awaken within thee, mine successor."
Naruto's breath caught. The voice was not a mere echo of the past; it was alive, vibrant, filled with an understanding that transcended time itself. It carried the weight of biblical creation, yet it spoke with a familiarity that felt like a guiding hand upon his shoulder.
"Kivren?" Naruto whispered, recognition settling within him.
The voice—his voice, once belonging to the Biblical God—continued with a gentle reverence. "Thou hast walked a path wrought with trials, yet here thou stand. Strong. Unbowed. Ready."
Naruto clenched his fists, feeling the immense presence woven into his very being, as though the essence of creation itself had found its home within him.
"Hast thou known love, Naruto Uzumaki?"
The question struck deep, bypassing his mind and piercing directly into his soul. He had faced many questions in his life—some as simple as survival, others as complex as the fate of worlds—but this one, spoken in such a way, held a weight he hadn't been prepared for.
Love.
His breathing hitched, his mind unraveling memories he had locked away, moments he had once cherished but had long since buried beneath the passage of time.
A shy smile beneath the moonlight, lavender eyes filled with unwavering devotion. Soft, trembling fingers reaching for his hand, her touch hesitant yet resolute. The way she had always been there, even when he had been too blind to see her.
Hinata.
A part of him clenched at the thought of her name, at the image of her face. It was a warmth that had once been his, something that once defined him in a way even he hadn't fully understood. She loved him before anyone else had, before he had become a hero, before the world had seen him as anything but a failure. She loved Naruto, not the legend, not the god—but the boy who once dreamed of being Hokage.
Understanding the look on Naruto's face, Kivren's voice softened, carrying the weight of ages past.
"I, too, have known love."
Naruto listened, transfixed, as the entity within him spoke with wistful longing.
"Once, I did love a celestial goddess beyond our realm—a being of divine grace, luminous and eternal. My love for her was boundless, yet my fate was sealed. She knew of my impending death, and with sorrow in her eyes, she spoke unto me, 'If I can defy the inevitable, if I should endure past my prophesied end, I shall wait for you, and together we shall rejoice for eternity.'"
Naruto's heart ached at the bittersweet tale, the depth of Kivren's longing echoing within him.
"And so," Kivren continued, "I departed, knowing not if I would return. Yet hope, my successor, is eternal."
Naruto's gaze drifted into the endless void around him. He understood too well the desperation, the yearning, the foolish yet undeniable hope that love brought. A soft, bitter smile touched his lips.
"Love makes you believe the most foolish things," he murmured.
Kivren's laugh was gentle, filled with understanding. "Indeed."
Naruto exhaled, his voice quiet but steady. "I had someone once. Back in my world." His eyes darkened with memories—moments of joy, of heartbreak, of unconditional love. "She loved me without expectation, without asking for anything in return. She showed me what it meant to be loved when I didn't know how."
His tone almost broke as he continued. "She died. I came here believing I could bring her back. She promised me she would return…" A hollow chuckle escaped him. "I thought if I just tried hard enough, pushed far enough… I could make it happen."
He paused, heavy with the weight of regret.
"But when I finally tried, she told me to stop. Told me to live my life, to find someone new." His voice cracked, his eyes shimmering with emotion. "I thought it was impossible. How could anyone replace her?"
He swallowed hard, his lips curling into a small, bittersweet smile. "But I found someone. Someone with the same kindness in her eyes, not just in color, but in how she sees me." His gaze softened, his voice trembling with emotion. "She didn't know love at first… but I showed her, the way Hinata once showed me."
His heart swelled with a warmth that dwarfed the divine energies swirling around him.
"She's the sun in my darkened void. The smile that clears my storm. The anchor that keeps me grounded when everything else falls apart." His voice was firm now, unwavering. "She is Grayfia Lucifuge."
Silence stretched between him and Kivren, filled only with the thrum of divine energy. And then, Naruto felt it—an overwhelming sense of approval, of pride, of understanding.
"Thou has found balance not only in power, but in love."
The light around Naruto grew warmer, enveloping him in a radiant embrace.
"Then thou are ready."
A surge of golden radiance flooded Naruto's being
As Kivren's radiance intensified, Naruto felt the divine warmth flood his being, filling every crevice of his soul. The light engulfed him completely, and for a brief moment, there was only silence—an overwhelming stillness that stretched across the vast void of the Dimensional Gap, as if existence itself held its breath.
And then, the brilliance receded, and as Naruto's vision adjusted, he found himself on his knees, trembling yet unwavering, staring at the most breathtaking sight he had ever seen.
Grayfia.
She stood before him, ethereal and resplendent, clad in a traditional wedding dress woven from threads of pure silver and lavender, embroidered with intricate celestial patterns that shimmered in the endless darkness of the void. The gown cascaded around her like flowing starlight, and the delicate veil that framed her face made her silver eyes all the more striking. Her silver hair, usually bound in a severe bun, now fell in soft waves around her shoulders, cascading like moonlight.
Naruto's breath caught in his throat.
His own attire shifted in response, his battle-worn clothes giving way to traditional ceremonial robes—pure white with accents of gold, intricate patterns of divine light tracing across the fabric as though the heavens themselves had woven them.
For a long moment, they simply stared at one another, caught in the quiet gravity of the moment. The realization settled between them, slow and inevitable, weaving itself into the very air they breathed—this was real. Not a fleeting dream, not some illusion conjured by exhausted minds, but something tangible, something that had been ordained long before they could even comprehend it. It had been written into the fabric of fate, not by force, not by obligation, but by the very essence of what they had become to one another. And with that truth came something far more profound—the rapid, breathless cadence of their hearts, not from shock or disbelief, but from acceptance. From joy.
Naruto's body still trembled, the weight of all that had led him here pressing against his limbs, but the moment he looked at her, the moment his emerald eyes met silver, none of it mattered. His exhaustion, his burdens, his struggles—all of it faded beneath the warmth that bloomed in his chest. His hands lifted, unsteady but unrelenting, reaching forward—not just to touch her, but to hold onto this, to make it real in the only way that mattered. This wasn't hesitation, nor was it a question. This was a truth that had already been written into his soul, one he would claim now, one he had no intention of ever letting go.
Grayfia's heart pounded in her chest, her eyes wide with emotion. Tears shimmered at the corners of her eyes, but they did not fall. A wave of unbidden love, deep and all-consuming, crashed over her. It was as if the very cosmos had conspired to bring them to this moment, weaving their souls together across time and space.
Without hesitation, without doubt, she took his hands.
The moment their fingers intertwined, a gentle glow emanated from their joined hands, and the omnipresent heartbeat that had thrummed through the void synchronized into a single, harmonious rhythm.
Standing nearby, Red could only stare, utterly flabbergasted by the spectacle unfolding before him. His molten-gold eyes darted between Naruto and Grayfia, then to the strong divine presence radiating from Kivren, and back to the swirling energies around them. He shifted uncomfortably, his massive tail swishing as he muttered under his breath, "What the hell is even happening here?"
But no answer came. There was only Kivren, standing between them now, his form fully revealed. The divine presence of the Biblical God, Kivren, stood resplendent between the two, his seven golden wings stretching wide, his eyes gleaming with approval. His halo shone like the dawn of creation, and in that moment, his voice resounded through the Gap.
"As the God, thy Successor, and in the presence of the Holy Dragon, I, Kivren, ask thee—Naruto Uzumaki and Grayfia Lucifuge—dost thou willingly join in union, from this moment forth unto eternity, allowing none to separate thee?"
The words carried such weight, such divine power, that the very void seemed to still, as if awaiting their answer.
Grayfia, still holding Naruto's hands, felt a shiver race down her spine. Her heart was pounding in her chest, not from fear, but from the sheer certainty that this—he—was what she had been waiting for her entire life.
Her lips parted, her voice soft yet filled with unwavering conviction.
"Yes. I vow to stand beside him for eternity."
Naruto, his fingers tightening around hers, gazed into her eyes, feeling the depth of her love, her joy, her unwavering loyalty. His heart, for so long burdened with loss, now felt light, whole.
A smile—genuine, full of warmth—spread across his lips, and his voice, steady and resolute, echoed through the void.
"Yes. Always and forever."
At their words, Kivren's eyes softened with paternal pride. His wings spread wide, and with a gentle motion, he brought his hands together. A soft golden glow surrounded Naruto and Grayfia, binding them in an ethereal embrace, sealing their vows in the fabric of creation itself.
The Gap shuddered with the sheer magnitude of the divine blessing being woven into existence.
"Then let it be known across all realms, all existence, and beyond—this union is sanctified, eternal, and unbreakable. Let none seek to divide what hath been brought together in love."
Kivren's voice echoed, resonating with a power that transcended time and reality itself. His decree was not a mere proclamation—it was law, woven into the very fabric of creation. The air trembled, the swirling void stilled, and for the first time in eternity, balance was not an abstract force, but something tangible, something alive.
As the soft, golden glow enveloped Naruto and Grayfia, it was done. Their union, spoken into existence by divinity itself, had become an immutable truth, one that would echo across the stars, across realms, across the very foundation of all things..
Grayfia's eyes shimmered with tears, and Naruto, overcome with emotion, pressed his forehead to hers, his hands still clutching hers tightly.
"I love you," he whispered, his voice trembling with the weight of everything they had endured to reach this moment.
A single tear slipped down Grayfia's cheek, and her lips curled into a soft smile. "I love you too."
Red groaned, rubbing his temple with a clawed hand. "I swear if doves start flying out of nowhere, I'm leaving."
Naruto chuckled, his gaze never leaving Grayfia's. "Shut up, Red."
Kivren's voice, amused yet filled with endless wisdom, spoke once more. "Love, my successor, is the greatest force of all. Thou hast embraced it fully. Now, go forth, and guard it with all thy might."
With those final words, Kivren's form began to fade, his divine light descending as the celestial ceremony came to a close.
As the golden glow surrounding them faded, leaving only the soft luminescence of their entwined souls, a familiar voice echoed within Naruto's mind—calm, precise, and absolute.
Divine Covenant has been forged.
Oracis words sent a shiver down Naruto's spine. He looked down at Grayfia, her silver eyes gazing up at him with unwavering devotion, her hand still tightly clasped within his own.
As if it's not done, Oracis continued.
Adjusting Grayfia Uzumaki's body to meet the parameters set
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Processing
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Adjustments complete.
A soft, radiant glow enveloped Grayfia, tendrils of golden light tracing delicate patterns across her skin, seeping into every fiber of her being. Naruto felt the shift in her presence—no longer just the Strongest Queen of the Underworld, but something… more. Something eternal.
The warmth of the divine bond between them solidified, and with it came an understanding.
Grayfia Uzumaki has gained: Death Immunity.
Naruto's breath hitched, his cerulean eyes widening as the full implications of the announcement sank in. He could feel it through their connection, the subtle yet profound transformation within her. Her very essence now resonated with his, no longer a being bound to the fleeting grasp of time, but an eternal flame burning beside him.
Grayfia blinked, the weight of Oracis's declaration settling into her mind. The realization dawned slowly, like the gentle rise of the sun, and she lifted her free hand to her chest, feeling the quiet hum of newfound permanence within her soul.
Naruto swallowed hard, his fingers gently brushing against her cheek. "My love, you're—"
"I know," she whispered, her voice breathless, filled with awe. Her lips parted, and for the first time after their union, tears of joy—of relief—streamed down her porcelain cheeks. "I am yours… forever."
He smiled softly, pressing his forehead to hers. "Indeed."
Red, who had been observing in stunned silence, finally found his voice, his eyes narrowing in disbelief. "Hold on just a damn minute." His tail flicked irritably, sending ripples through the void. "Did you just say death immunity? As in, she can't die anymore?"
Oracis's synthetic voice chimed in once more, as if sensing the dragon's disbelief.
Affirmative. Grayfia Uzumaki is now an eternal being. Standard aging processes have been suspended. Any attempt to terminate her existence will result in automatic reconstitution via the Divine Covenant parameters.
Red stared at the glowing pair before him, his mouth working but no words coming out. Finally, he scoffed, shaking his massive head. "You two just don't do things by halves, do you?"
Naruto chuckled, running a hand through his golden hair. "We don't know how."
Grayfia, still holding his hand, looked up at him with an expression of wonder. "Naruto, this… this means…"
"That we'll always have each other," he finished softly, his thumb caressing her knuckles. "No more losing anyone. No more goodbyes."
She let out a shaky breath, a radiant smile breaking across her face. "No more goodbyes," she echoed, her voice filled with conviction.
He nodded, a quiet joy settling in his chest, he fulfilled his promise. 'I did it, Hinata. I finally found someone… and I married her, just as you asked.'
The thought was bittersweet, lingering at the edges of his mind like the warmth of a setting sun. It wasn't sorrow, nor regret—only remembrance. A love that had shaped him, a love that had given him the strength to move forward, even when he thought he never could.
His gaze flickered to Grayfia, who was watching him with quiet concern, her silver eyes searching his face. For a moment, his expression faltered, a shadow passing through his features, but a genuine smile followed, curving his lips, and when he spoke, his voice was soft and certain.
"Grayfia Uzumaki," he whispered, testing the name on his tongue, as if shaping it into something more than just words. It felt right. It felt like home.
She smiled, tilting her head slightly. "I think I like how that sounds."
Naruto grinned, pulling her into a gentle embrace. "I think I do too."
Red rolled his eyes, muttering under his breath. "Yeah, yeah. Real sweet. But let's not forget there's still the whole 'universe endangering thing to deal with."
Naruto sighed, reluctantly releasing Grayfia from his embrace. "Yeah, I suppose saving existence comes first."
Grayfia smirked, her voice tinged with newfound confidence. "Together, then?"
Naruto squeezed her hand, his eyes burning with determination. "Together."
And Cut!
That's it for this chapter folks.
AN: Did you expect that? God thought Marriage was better than Date and took things into his own hands lol. I feel it's very fitting as the story started with Naruto leaving Shinobi World after Hinata's death and after a very long journey, he was finally married to someone, officially, and for eternity. I am not using the word eternity lightly here.
If not for God's intervention, I'm sure he would have dragged it for at least 1 more year or till Kurama comes back. Guess God did well, huh. So there you have it, folks. The Sacred Union solemnized by God himself with a blessing and life span of an eternity. Did you think Grayfia would have been made truly immortal? I'll admit it came out of nowhere ;).
Also, I apologise if Gods dialogues are a mish mash of everything. I made sure to use clear English in scenes where I feel there is real emotion and mix of old English and new one for normal dialogues. The next few chapters are going to cover the reactions of this [not the marriage, but everything happened in Dimensional Gap so far. That will be a secret between us for now ;)]
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