His Sun, My Moon - Chapter 1
Chapter 1: The Threads of Destiny That Bind Us Together
When the primal one created the heavens and earth at the beginning of time, it also constructed the pillars of the universe. At the summit sat the Seraphims, who own the red button that determines whether a human will survive or die. Under the Seraphims are the Divines, who manage the physical platform on which the living must exist. This system was stable and well-balanced, and it should stay thus forever.
Even the most powerful entities in the universe will be impacted by a minor fissure in the placid lake of fate. And in a world where destiny is always certain to occur, what type of response will they have? I am always intrigued.
“I’ve been waiting for you, Selene, Moon Goddess.” I was standing before Lupita the Great. He looks dreadful… With his long white hair, porcelain complexion, and all-white attire, he lacked the aesthetic qualities desired by a goddess. I could not even roll my eyes in his presence since he is a Seraphim-to-be, and such creatures are to be revered. I consider this as well.
“Whatever for Uranus—” I suppressed a giggle after uttering that. I believe he snorted, but he did not seem to care. He licked his top lips dry to remove any trace of the wine or tea he had been consuming since who knows when.
[Selene is an alternative name for the moon goddess, while Uranus is an alternative name for the sky deity.]
“This mindset will not make you a Seraphim,” he said. Upon hearing those words, I lifted my gaze to stare at his blue lake eyes. We were in his office, which was very spotless, clean, and sacred, just like his words. Even without a description, I’m sure one might envision what it looked like… or in earthly words… It resembles the function of a priest.
“I have no intention of becoming one.” I don’t know how this moron knew about my intentions, but if he’s almost a Seraphim now, it might answer a substantial portion of my query. This talent permitted Seraphims to make reasonable judgments based on what they thought to be true, since they were all-knowing.
“Is Adustio still draining your strength?” He inquired in a kindly manner. However, we were both aware that this individual’s tone is passive-aggressive and somewhat mocking. I smiled immediately, as is my customary response when someone’s remarks do not suit my taste.
“Yes, he does, and he brought me here to… expend all of my energy.” I sighed.
I’ve discovered I’m still standing… I noticed he never asked me to take a seat or make myself comfortable. I thus took the prudent choice to take a chair and sit in front of him.
It caused his eyes to widen in astonishment. He never anticipated that, A. I would do this or B. My acts are deemed sleazy and petty by him. And now that I’ve arrived at my own decision, I couldn’t care less.
“Are you really blushing at this moment?” I inquired while staring at his white or pale hair in the room’s artificial lights. They seemed rather red. When I reexamined them, I saw it was his flaming cheeks behind his blonde hair.
Perhaps the man is so enraged that he could only blush out of fear of being punished for his recent promotion. What a sad fellow.
“No, I’m not, and please stop gazing at me; it’s impolite and indecent.” Uranus’ face was no longer flushed, and his lake-colored eyes were no longer trembling. I nearly forgot why I was here since he now seems so terrifying.
“Fine, fine. If it satisfies your standards and morals, why am I even here?” After accepting defeat, I shrugged my shoulders. I am aware that he despises me, yet the fact that he conceals his hostility compels me to go further.
He took a sip of his beverage and then reached into emptiness to grasp something. Sparks of light erupted from where he gripped it, and he found himself holding a sheet of paper. I instantly inspected it upon receiving it from him.
“The Sun God has vanished… The Seraphims dispatched him on a one-day errand, but he has been gone for days now and has not returned. The Seraphims’ forecasts are always accurate, so we can rely on them. They stated he’d be gone for just a day, but he’s still nowhere to be found.” I read the message while Lupita explained to me his own description. The substance is the same, but what Lupita provided me on paper is far more convoluted.
“How does this pertain to me?” I almost rolled my eyes in incredulity as I inquired. It would be better if he disappeared than if he forced me to conduct his foolish errands.
“Because you are the Sun God’s mirror, it is your responsibility. The energy you emanate echoes his majesty, and without him, there would be no moon. I can’t believe we have to go over this again, Moon Goddess Selene.”
When he started tapping the table in an odd way, I swallowed, since this kind of movement makes me anxious and fidgety.
“Oh, I apologize for making your patience shorter than it was ten seconds before.” I said this in jest.
“I can turn you into Seraphim… so pay attention.” He talked loudly, demonstrating his lack of tolerance. I was moderately stunned by those statements, and thus, my response was too strong. He saw my twitching eyes and trembling hands.
I suppose a Seraphim can never be outrun.
“Marry me, Luna.”
“What the f—”
“It was a joke, so settle down, you foul-mouthed goddess.” Before I was able to settle my anxiety, it took me many further rounds of breathing. That would explain the warmth on my cheeks as well as Lupita’s odd expression as she stares at me.
To be clear, I am enraged and not flustered.