Crave You Forever - Chapter 113: I feel complete.

In a magical medieval world, it's difficult to hold on to one's beliefs... even maintaining one's integrity is a challenge.Because the commoners here are not simple; they are ignorant, greedy, and cruel.Because the nobles here are not noble; they are insidious, ruthless, and tyrannical.However... not all human constitutions can be generalized.Lann touches the two hearts and three lungs beneath his chest.He estimates that not only in this world but also in the other worlds connected through the convergence of celestial spheres, he can maintain a healthy sense of morality.—And then get rid of all the incorrigible scum!

“I betrayed the only man who stayed faithful to me, and died by the hand of the father I worshipped.”​Olivia Luceron was the perfect tool. For years, she acted as a spy within her own marriage, feeding her father secrets to dismantle her husband’s power. Her reward? A cold dungeon, a mutilated body, and a walk of shame through the empire’s streets.​Her husband, Duke Matthias, whom she treated with nothing but icy indifference, died protecting her. Her father, whom she gave her soul to, was the one who ordered her torture.​Now, Olivia has returned a year before her death.​The platinum hair she lost is back. The scars on her chest have vanished. And Matthias—the man who kissed her forehead in a dark cell before facing the executioner—is still alive.​She doesn't seek his forgiveness. She doesn't even seek his love. In this life, Olivia has only one goal: to use her position as the Duchess to systematically destroy the Locron family from within.​She will be the “Perfect Wife” this time—a mask of ice to hide a heart of fire.“Dear Father, you taught me how to be a monster. It’s only fair that I show you what I’ve learned.”

In another world called Blue Star, the famous son of wealth, Dorian D. Tian, is thrown into a whirl of unfortunate circumstances, resulting in his death.

His parents had a brutal car accident that left them in a coma, and his uncle had quickly taken over the company, seized the company, making sure that he was financially crippled for good.

With that, the famous young master struggled desperately.

And in the end, he gave in to his despair and depression, leaving the sad, lonely world.

The end?

Heh... Think again!

Because in that brief moment, the lifeless corpse suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a deep calm look.

That's right. Another mysterious soul had entered the body.

But if one thought that this story was just about revenge, then sorry... that wasn't even the half of it!

....

The mysterious entity suddenly triggered an exorcist system.

And from then on, both humans and even those from the underworld shuddered in fear and despair at the mysterious soul's cruelty.

[Humans]: “Demon! Demon! You're definitely a demon!”

[Demons]: “Help! Help! The famous demon wants to eat me!”

[Evil Spirits]: “You!... Are you the one who is an evil spirit or us? Why the hell did it seem like you're the demonic one instead?”

[Ghouls]: “You stay away from me! Stay away from me now, you evil entity!”

[Hellhounds]: “Are you sure that you're not the son of hades?”

The system couldn't help looking at its host in doubt.

Its indicators said that its host was indeed mortal. But why did it feel like something was wrong with its host?

Dorian lightly chuckled in amusement.

He would also like to ask the same question.

What exactly was his identity?

Well, this would be the biggest mystery of all.

But Dorian wasn't in a hurry.

Who were his enemies, and who were his allies?

Soon, he would find the truth.

In the meantime, why not play a little?

“Demon! stay back!”

“Oooo~~~... I... I want to go back to the underworld where it's safe.”

“Run for your lives! The demon is here!”

…..

The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him.

At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old – gradually, together, with him.

I guess this must be love.