I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot [BL]

After returning to the mansion, the Sovereign God of Void and Darkness, Ye Xiajie, carried his wife back to their room to rest. This kind of state of mind always happened when others brought up things from his first life for him to remember. The darkest state in the life of the God of Destruction was when he was young. This is also the time when he was the most powerless. Ye Xiajie gently placed his wife on the bed. At this moment, the Hei Anjing state was too tranquil, which was not normal.

Ye Xiajie, after placing his wife on the bed, kneels beside him and holds his hand. He can feel the coldness of his temperature, which is normally not like this. Seeing his beloved silent because the wound of his past was unveiled made Ye Xiajie worried about his other half. He placed his hand around his beloved, pulling him into a hug as if this were the only way for him to share his warmth.

After all, there is nothing he can do about the ancient era, the past of his beloved when he wasn't even alive. Seeing the God of Destruction still in a daze, all he could do was hug him.

From the perspective of the God of Destruction, it is as if he had fallen into that cold prison with all his limbs chained to the wall while covered in wounds, and his only solace is the voice of that tiny creation of his crying for his sake. This is the life he had lived most in his first life. The life of the imprisoned and tortured one. Covered in countless wounds that would heal on their own, they couldn't even die at will, as they were born immortal. At the same time, his current strength wasn't even enough for him to kill those who had harmed him.

The young God of Destruction stares at the small window of his prison cell. The only place that gives this cold and dark world a small bit of warmth. He closed his eyes, trying to rest for the day like he always did at times when he wasn't tortured. He felt tired, extremely fatigued. Waiting for the day he can finally die and drag those people who harmed him to die with him.

He is used to waiting for days to end like this. He would close his eyes and open them again when he was being tortured and return to the broken cell, with his immortality repairing his broken limbs. However, his broken mind will never be repaired. He had longed to become mad, but this madness isn't the kind that is out of his control. But a madness that he can control without losing his mind. It was hard for him to lose his mind despite inheriting his father's ability. After all, the blood of chaos in him was enough to control both life and death, madness and peace, and even his sanity and insanity. He is an existence to keep everything in balance without letting anything go beyond what they are supposed to be.

With his eyes closed, a sudden warmth spreads from his body. The crying voice of that tiny creation of his had suddenly stopped crying. Instead, a cold yet gentle voice was calling his name.

{Jing'er. I am always here. I will always be by your side. Never leaving and staying for the rest of our lives. If you are tired, it's alright to sleep; I will just hug you to keep you warm. But once you are awake, can you look at me instead? I'll be waiting for you here. Jing'er, I will wait for you to wake up.}

At this moment, the God of Destruction perceived something different. Who owns this voice? Why was his heart beating too fast when this man's voice reached him? Is he truly asleep? Just for the sake of the owner of this voice alone, the God of Destruction forces himself to open his eyes. The first attempt was a failure. He still woke up in that cold and dark prison. The second attempt was also a failure; the moment he opened his eyes, what welcomed him was still this small, dark, and cold prison with that small window. He once again closed his eyes, trying to listen to the voice that caused him to yearn for something unknown.

But the voice no longer resounded in his mind, and only his own heartbeat was heard by him in this darkness. Just as he was about to fall into deeper despair, he heard another heartbeat, which was different from his. This heartbeat was there; it was completely different from his stronger and louder one. He followed the sound, trying to reach for its source, and suddenly a bright light came before his eyes, and as if something pulled him out of the darkness, he opened his eyes in reality.

The God of Destruction, Hei Anjing, opened his eyes and saw his husband hugging him tightly in his embrace. From behind, another two pairs of arms were hugging him. It was his eldest son, Ye Qinjing, and his second son, Ye Jingxia. On top of them was Ye Jingmo quietly holding his head with his small arms while the little princess was kicking his other father's head with her small body spread like a big character on the bed.

Hei Anjing didn't expect to open his eyes to this kind of scene. Moreover, it's too warm now that he is being hugged from all angles by his beloved and children. Making that small, cold, and dark prison simply a small nightmare. He couldn't help but enjoy the warmth his family gave him. Something he never had before in his first life.

Hm~

Feeling him move, the God of Void slowly opened his eyes. Removing the small feet kicking his head, he checked his wife's temperature by bumping their foreheads.

Ye Xiajie said, "Good. Your fever is gone. Are you hungry, Jing'er?"

Chuckles~

"We can eat later. Let's sleep for a bit longer~," said Hei Anjing.

The Sovereign God of Void and Darkness fulfilled his request and wrapped his arms around him even more and whispered,

"Alright. Sleep more. We will sleep with you, Jing'er."

"I guess I won't have nightmares this time," whispered the God of Destruction, Hei Anjing, as he once again closed his eyes to sleep within that bundle of warmth.

On the other hand, Hunluan and An Shizhe checked the current world for traces of chaos or other ancient gods' resentful souls. They found a few, but they weren't as powerful as the first one they had caught. These souls were all eaten by the world eater, which greatly increased his strength. They were also relieved when they got a message from the God of Void that their son had returned to normal.

The next morning, the whole family had gathered to eat together. They resume their lives on this star and prepare for the world tournament in the figure skating industry. This time, Yun Luan and An Zhe will be joining the competition as a pair. They will no longer play solo and become the real successors of the Black and White Kings on the ice stage. As they turned into adults, the pair division was ruled by this pair, while the solo division was ruled by Ye Qinjing and Ye Jingxia. As for the twins, they've just started their training for their first ice skating training. As for the Black King and the White King, they were considered legends even after they had retired from the circle.

A decade later, when Yun Luan and An Zhe finally become adults, the world watches them get married. The whole wedding was arranged by the Ye family, who can be considered their guardians. A big wedding in Paris has reached the final preparations. When the sun had risen, the main groom, An Zhe, came to the mansion of the Ye family wearing a black-and-white wedding suit to pick up his future male wife, Yun Luan.

Yun Luan was wearing a pure white suit with a long tail cloak on his back as a wedding veil. When An Zhe came to pick him up, the twins blocked the door. Ye Anxious and Ye Jingmo no longer look like chubby toddlers but small grade schoolers instead. The little princess was as boisterous as always, while the little prince was dragged away by his elder sister while holding his book.

The princess's voice echoes at the mansion's entrance. "Block. Block. Zhe-yeye can't pass through here without giving this princess a candy!"

"Sister, that request is too cheap. Just ask Yeye to buy you a small mountain of sweets," said Ye Jingmo while flipping his book. "Zhe-yeye, I want a small library with new printed books, thank you."

The groom's best men were all laughing at their friend's predicament. Who would have thought he would be blocked by the twin, his future wife loves to spoil the most?

Pfft~

"Why the hell are these children calling you 'Yeye'? Are you their grandfather or something?"

An Zhe couldn't help responding, "When they were young, they loved to play house. Luan'er and I always played the grandmother and grandfather roles so…"

"They got used to it, and you two were called Yeye, but these twins, Hahaha~"

"Then Grandpa promised them the mountain of sweets and the library, or else you wouldn't get to see your wife."

Hahaha~

An Zhe picked up the twins and coaxed them.

"Yeye promises you to give you what you want. Where is your Luan-yeye?"

The twins pointed at the second floor and said, "Upstairs!"

"But Dage, Erge are waiting for you~"

"Be careful."