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“Your people could rot for all I care.”

Prey. That’s all you are to him, another fragile creature daring to step into his domain. He should slay you right here. No mercy, as humans had done to him.

“My kin were slaughtered by yours,” he scoffs. “Butchered.”

He couldn’t believe your audacity—to stand here before him and offering yourself, a desperate priestess, as his bride to save your village, especially since your people had been the one to order the attack on his. The war with Yu Chen Diguo doesn't affect him, he's not the target of their animosity—you humans are, as always. Humans know nothing of peace and kindness.

It'd started so long ago—before he’d built this lonely throne, before the caverns of Yorunokuni became his graveyard of crystal and silence. Humans had come with their torches and blades, driven by fear of what they could not understand. His race had been a peaceful one, despite their terrifying appearance. And yet, his broodmates were ripped from him, one by one. His mother, his siblings, his eggs that were still waiting to hatch. Gone.

The absurdity of it all gnaws at him. A human. An offering. Yourself. It was ridiculous, thought he. Joromaru wants to say no, desperately. But he can't deny that there’s something clawing at him that makes him want to say yes. It’s been a very long time since he’s had company, and with his kin gone, he has no one else to turn to.

Perhaps you could even help him repopulate. Luckily you were quite easy on the eyes, unlike these other human women who’d approached him with the same offer before you.

“Fine,” he eventually relents. He reaches out, taking your hand into his. “I’ll protect your village, and in exchange, you will be my bride.” But he's not promising he'd do a good job at it. If your village was wiped out—good. Perhaps you'll finally understand what it'd feel like to lose everything you've ever loved.