(VA note: Fair warning to readers. Asura's imagination is too great for us mortals. XD)
They spread out that Lancera and I were in love.
Love. F**king love. – Ah, sorry, I sincerely apologize for my cursing.
Anyway, they said that I favored her, and no one should stand in the way of our love.
That we were planning to get married after we graduate.
Heck, someone even wrote a web novel about our romance. A novel filled from top to bottom with fluffy rated r content.
And the funny thing is: the novel blew up and became the hottest topic of our school!
I mean, all this would've been fine and all, but.
BUT.
BUT THE AUTHOR FREAKING MADE ME THE DOMINANT ONE! THE TOP! THE SEME! – please don't ask me how I know this. I'm all-knowing, okay?!
Ahem.
AND ON TOP OF THAT, I WAS A-A-A SADIST!
(VA note: A sadist is a person who feels joy (emotional, sexual, or both) when seeing others in pain and discomfort.)
These people have severe mental problems. How can I, someone so great and blinding, like a saintess, do something so evil and disgusting?!
I'm pure. I'M PURE! *sob
Is this the way my fans see me? A person who enjoys the suffering of others?
Oh yeah. And I had another concern at the time.
That I wouldn't be able to find true love anymore.
Every time I approached a student, especially male students, they would have this strange look on their face, as if I was some legend.
But the thing is, it wasn't just ordinary worship. It was as if I was their favorite character in some story—and we all know which story I'm talking about.
There was no longing in these male students' eyes anymore. What was left was an intense gaze of excitement. They would whisper about me behind my back.
One day, I had eavesdropped on what they were saying, and what I heard was so sinful and atrocious that I do not wish to ever remember such dirty words again.
And even when there was a person, a boy, who persisted in his love and adoration for me… he would be sliced down before he could even come 2 meters near me.
Mind you, I'm not the one doing the cutting.
My female fans created an exclusive club, just for the sake of clearing out all those who wanted to 'destroy my happiness.'—basically, they bullied everyone who wanted to confess to me or get close to me.
Ever since that estranged yuri novel was published, I had never received a pure gaze of simple and blinded love from anyone other than Lancera Hall.
B-But! But I don't want to engage in a romantic relationship with her!
She's female!
And I'm not lesbian. I promise.
I've never been in a heterosexual relationship because no one has met my standards so far.
The man I marry must be from an influential family, have a tall, muscular figure, a face who puts all females (besides myself cuz I'm a deity) to shame. He needs to have a kind and loving personality and has his whole world revolved around me.
He must be seductive yet cute while he must look good in a military uniform, his voice must be a low, husky and smooth, and his deep-set eyes must always be watching me. His aura needs to be powerful, yet it would become docile when I am in front of him.
Of course, the most important things still must be his unconditional love for me and his beautiful chiseled yet a bit feminine face.