The Moon Goddess and Her Mate

Somewhere on Earth,

The sky looked dark, and not a single star could be seen. The sounds of night animals begin to be heard, adding to the gloomy and scary impression. In the house of the Chief of the Agbazarth Tribe. To be precise, a burly young man was lying on the bed in a room. He could not rest yet because there was something stuck in his mind.

“Atvertha, what happened to you in the sky? Is it true that you will marry an immortal god as your parents told me?” muttered the young man softly. His face seemed worried about his lovely lady.

A thirty-five-year-old man tried to close his eyes, but all the beautiful memories created with the opposite sex came back to him. Even the pale face of the Moon Goddess appeared so clearly when he closed his eyes. This situation made Armen even more anxious, and he massaged his nose. “I wish I was a god, too, so that we could get married easier. Should I give up or persist?”

When the eldest son of the couple, Lebrazht Lugthna and Norah Bitnantzh, was confused about what to do, he suddenly remembered a statue of a god that their tribe usually worshiped in the temple. This moment gave rise to inspiration for Armen. “Should I pray to Lord Athalamaya? But I am not in the temple. Is it permissible to ask Him for something without bringing any offering?”

The silence in the room made the young man silent for a few seconds. The Crossroads Lady’s lover got out of bed and knelt on the edge. Armen cupped his palms together and then closed his eyes as if he were praying to a god, even though there was no image there.

O Lord Athalamaya, a Lord of the Agbazarth tribe. My name is Armen. Forgive me for daring to come before you in this room and not where I should be, namely in the temple, and not even bringing offerings as I should. I have to confess something to you: I have been in a special relationship with an immortal goddess. Her name was Goddess Atvertha, but her parents disapproved of our relationship due to the difference in status. Armen started a prayer in his heart. He looked so solemn as if he was in a holy place.

Without Armen realising it, a man magically appeared there. The man appeared to be sitting and floating in the air. The guest’s face looked friendly. Even his body gave off a bright light. If we could judge from the appearance, the figure was around five hundred or six hundred years old.

You might be laughing at me because I said I had a special relationship with an immortal goddess, but I do not mind. I miss her and want to meet my lady now. Can you please tell the Moon Goddess that I need her? I have also proposed to Atvertha, and she has agreed. I did not want to give up, but things were getting weirder, so a meeting was hard for us. Not only that, Goddess Avtexia and Lord Helion have threatened me and my father that they want to destroy us all if they still dare to communicate with Atvertha. I do not know what to do because I am only a human being. I do not have any superpowers. Please help us. If Lord Athalamaya does not want to grant my prayer, then who else should I ask for help? You are our helper and strength. Please hear my prayer; Armen tried to stay strong, even though the tightness felt unbearable.

If one day I have to die because I am trying to maintain my promise of loyalty to Atvertha, then I am willing. I know it sounds stupid, but Atvertha is the only girl I love. She was the only one who saved me when I was dying from being attacked by a tiger, which turned out to be Agtheo’s dirty act. If, at that time, my lady had not come down to Earth, to the forest, to be precise, then I would have definitely died.

Armen stopped for a moment because he was afraid of being too emotional when conveying what was in his heart. Meanwhile, the figure of the strange man was still there, and he did not let go of the mortal male’s observation.

Please help me because I can’t do much and am weak in matters of love, but this is because Atvertha and I have made a promise to each other. I have told her to introduce me to her parents, but they were not very friendly with mortals. It was not my fault if I was born as a human. If I could, I wanted to be immortal, too, so no one could separate us. Thank you, Lord Athalamaya. I trust You wholeheartedly. Armen ended the prayer, and he did not see anyone else there except himself.

“Hopefully, God Athalamaya is willing to answer my prayer. I do not know what to do or who to tell. All roads seem closed to me. I do not want to marry Atlanta because I did not suit that girl from the first time I met her.” Armen quietly spoke as if he was afraid of being heard by others, especially his parents.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

The figure of the man who was still sitting floating in front of the young man moved quickly to the side of the bed, precisely next to Armen. He continued to observe the brown-haired man’s attitude in silence. Not long after, a polite man, who had a height of one hundred and ninety-two centimeters tall, lay back down on the bed. The night was getting late, so the silence in the room blended with the rest of the house.

When Armen was asleep, another figure appeared-but this time, it was looking like a woman. She was about one meter away from the first figure, and their presence was noticed by the male figure who had been there all along.

“What is it?” The man asked the opposite sex, so the woman smiled sweetly.

“I heard an Upperworld Goddess say the Ask Your Fellow Immortal Spell, but someone has already gone there and helped her.” The blonde woman answered politely, but that man was not interested in the information she provided.

“Why did you even report that?” A black-haired man was reluctant to ask, but he still did it.

“I said that on purpose because that goddess was Armen’s girlfriend, Atvertha.” The gray-eyed woman seemed to give this statement on purpose so that the person she was talking to fell silent and spontaneously turned to Armen. The young man’s expression looked calm, but that immortal god could feel his anxiety and deep longing for his lovely woman, who came from a different caste than him.

“Interesting. What Armen said has been proven to be true. We have to help Atvertha and Armen.” After saying these words, the two glowing figures as soon as possible disappeared from there without anyone noticing.

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