Are you trying to be the riddler?

Get out of Gotham, riddler!

No matter how hard Herbert pressed, Nenasha always responded with a smile, gazing at him with a gentle look as if watching a silly child.

???

After enjoying this moment of great victory for a while, Nenasha changed the topic and asked: "So, do you need me to step in this time? Do you need me to help you control your body?"

What a load of nonsense!

"Hmph."

Herbert rolled his eyes and snorted.

What else could it be?

You can't just stand by and watch me embarrass myself!

Are you really that heartless?

I bet you won't!

The two exchanged a glance and then couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Pfft, haha!"

"Haha!"

They laughed for a while, finally managing to hold a straight face.

Pressure of death?

It was never there from the start.

Then, Herbert looked at the divine in front of him and softly asked, "So, Nenasha, what do I need to give in return?"

Then, Gul'dan, what is the price?

Oh?

Nenasha played along, covering her mouth and laughing: "Oh hoho~ a price? Mortal, what do you intend to use in exchange for my help?"

"Love, would that suffice?"

"I'm telling you, I'm not easily satisfied... huh? What did you say?"

Originally still performing like a greedy Evil God, ready to make a steep demand, Nenasha suddenly froze.

She looked at Herbert, continuously blinking.

"You..."

At this moment, Herbert did not retreat, but rather stepped forward to stand in front of her, looking the divine straight in the eyes and speaking earnestly.

"I want to give my love."

The mortal steps forward, and forward again, forcing the divine to face him directly.

"You... are quite greedy indeed."

When truly facing this question, Nenasha did not evade, nor was she shy or flustered.

She raised an eyebrow, and with a somewhat nuanced expression looked at Herbert, playfully said: "Do you think just a bit of mortal's adoration is enough to earn the divine's protection?"

For reasons unknown, Miss Harmonious God silently changed her wording, leading to a transformation in the original transaction.

She felt she wasn't completely ready.

But Herbert no longer wanted to play word games with her, and directly interrupted: "Neither adoration nor protection, Nenasha, don't evade any longer."

"You know very well, if you don't, then I'll tell you clearly—I'm offering my love for your love in return."

Straightforward.

Unconcealed.

Unavoidable.

Herbert used the most direct words to question the divine, awaiting her reply.

"..."

"..."

The two silently gazed at each other in the pure white space. After a long while, Nenasha finally relaxed her tightly furrowed brows.

She didn't ask why now, nor did she evade any further.

Nenasha simply looked into Herbert's eyes and in an extremely light, even gentle tone, asked:

"Are you serious?"

Serious?

Herbert chuckled, without answering, but smiled and asked, "So, do we have a deal?"

To this, the divine finally showed a smile.

"Of course."

"Since you're so serious, well, I'll reluctantly accept your proposal."

She said:

"I will accept your love, and in return, give you my love."

The two smiled at each other, and simultaneously stepped forward, embracing each other tightly.

Then... they kissed.

No more evasion.

No more denial.

It's already enough. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

When you gaze into the abyss, what do you hope to obtain from it?

When you choose to kiss the abyss, what do you hope it will give you?

Herbert always knew his answer.

Love.

He longs for love.

More than great power or endless wealth, Herbert hopes to receive love from others.

Moments later, their lips parted.

The two shared a smile, naturally letting go of each other and holding hands.

As their first kiss after confirming each other's feelings, it wasn't long, and could even be considered short, but neither Herbert nor Nenasha felt it insufficient.

When two people are romantically attached, what difference does temporal proximity make?

Though they have only just stepped into a new relationship, they don't find it novel.

As if they had already entered here long ago, now merely pulling back the last layer of veiling.

Already like an old married couple.

Nenasha, holding Herbert's hand, turned to look at him with eyes full of love, and softly said: "Herbert, I won't ask you if you'll regret this, but I still have to remind you."

"From this moment on, you will entirely step into the heart of destiny's storm. Your life will likely never be peaceful, and your path will be filled with thorns and bones."

She was not threatening, merely stating a fact, which brought a vision of corpses and seas of blood before Herbert's eyes.

But after witnessing this reflection, Herbert instead laughed, quite joyously responding: "Is it my imagination? It sounds no different than before?"

Previous destiny was dangerous, and so is the current one.

Hey!

There's really no difference, is there?

"No, there will still be a bit of difference."

Nenasha smiled as well, joyfully saying: "Because no matter what we face, I will walk alongside you."

"You will enjoy all that I possess: power, authority, destiny... I will share everything with you."

Herbert blinked; somehow, these words sounded odd.