Doom sits next to Jangmi, its hand resting on her waist as she leans onto its chest, eyes closed, slow breathing. Despite the slight uncomfortable feeling in her heart, the God can tell she's doing her best to distract. Live in the moment instead of derailing inside her mind.
Its arm squeezes her closer slightly as she shivers.
The God had decided to take the hybrid back to its place after her afternoon of celebrating outside- Not Damnation, but rather its place on earth. A place they barely visit, her own being what Doom has learned to call home, but a good place to change scenery, nonetheless.
Snow falls outside still, their clothes gathered around the fire to help them dry as they're in more comfortable garments now, her bags from the seasonal shopping neatly near the front door, the hot chocolate she made herself on the coffee table, the goodies she insisted on buying waiting in the kitchen. She surrounds the God and fills the room with her presence. The little things she brings.
It is good like this, it believes.
"My beloved, I have existed for as long as the world has, and I have never known such calm while on earth. Is it you that brings peace to this land, or is it just you that brings ease to my life?"
The God moves barely, free hand tilting up the woman's head for her to look at it now. Her doe eyes, always hypnotizing, if it did not know any better, Doom would swear there are galaxies existing inside her eyes.
Doom does not take long after it excuses itself outside the living room, leaving behind a curious fox who waits, sitting criss-cross on the couch and enjoying her warm drink.
As it returns, locked metal box in hand, Doom does not sit back on its spot, but rather takes one knee in front of the hybrid.
A soft whisper from the God has the lid opening to reveal a dagger sitting inside, almost shimmering despite the dim lighting around.
"Jangmi, my future Queen, owner of my devotion, this weapon you now own, you must care for with upmost responsibility. For what I am gifting you, my beloved, is the one dagger that could end it all. Bear it with honor, as you are now the one with my existence in your hands."
It does not say the words, no birthday wish accompanying the explanation, but it is obvious, Doom believes.
It is giving Jangmi the one thing no one has ever managed to find, the one thing countless creatures and Gods alike have died looking for.
It is giving Jangmi the one thing capable of killing it.
The greatest act of devotion.
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