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{3rd Pov}
The Heavenly Oath of Marriage was a special amendment established by the Supreme Deities after they spent countless ages observing the nature and behavior of the gods.
Deities were fundamentally eternal beings—immortal in body, and equally unchanging in personality.
From the moment a god was born, their personality was essentially fixed, unable to shift drastically no matter how many experiences or emotions they accumulated.
They could feel happiness, anger, jealousy, affection, and sorrow just like humans, but those emotions rarely, if ever, altered their core nature.
On its own, this wasn't inherently a problem.
The real issue appeared when marriage came into the picture.
Although gods and goddesses couldn't produce biological children, the concept and tradition of marriage were deeply rooted among them.
Some preferred monogamy, while others participated in polygamous or polyandrous relationships.
Regardless of the structure, the Heavenly Oath of Marriage applied to all of them equally.
The oath was created to address the problem that came from deific personalities: some gods were naturally loyal to an extreme degree, while others were naturally prone to wandering or betraying their partners without remorse.
Their personalities made it hard to maintain stable marriages, and even the smallest conflict could cause a long-lasting or disastrous result, given their eternal lifespans.
To prevent divine marriages from falling apart constantly, the Supreme Deities combined their overwhelming divinity and crafted this unbreakable oath within the Heavens.
It was reinforced so thoroughly that even Primordial Gods, beings older and stronger than most cosmic structures, could not break it once it was established.
After taking the Heavenly Oath of Marriage, the two individuals involved were permanently restricted from engaging in any form of sexual activity with anyone except their spouse.
Even if they were placed under the influence of a powerful charm cast by a God or Goddess of Charm—entities whose abilities could manipulate the desire and lust of entire armies—the oath would still prevent any erotic or sexual actions from taking place.
If someone tried to charm an oath-bound god into cheating, the effect would simply fail in that aspect.
However, this did not mean charm became useless against them.
A charmed god could still be manipulated emotionally or mentally.
In fact, if the charmer ordered them to kill their spouse, the god could still do it, because the oath only protected the sexual exclusivity and sanctity of the marriage, not their lives.
The Supreme Deities designed it as a failsafe: marriages could not be broken unless both parties mutually agreed to dissolve the oath.
Normally, the Heavenly Oath of Marriage was meant to be an equal contract—both spouses received the same protection and the same restrictions.
But in the case of Aurora and Ember, things were completely different.
Their situation did not follow the standard rules at all, and the balance of the oath leaned heavily to one side.
Ember was still a mortal, and because of that single fact, he was completely incapable of taking the Heavenly Oath of Marriage.
Only divine beings could bind themselves with that oath.
This resulted in a situation where only Aurora was chained to him, bound by an eternal vow that she could never break, while Ember himself remained entirely free from any restrictions.
To the gods, the idea of a deity willingly chaining themselves to a mortal—someone who lived for only a fraction of their lifespan—was considered nothing less than blasphemy of the highest degree.
Yet Aurora still chose to take that step.
She accepted the oath for the sake of her love for Ember, ensuring that no charm, no divine trick, and no manipulation could ever force her into betraying him.
Aurora's conviction didn't waver.
She knew what she felt.
She had once been a pure and untouched Virgin Goddess, someone whose body and heart belonged to no one.
Her loyalty to her own moral principles had always been unwavering.
But she was also painfully aware of her position as a Lower Deity.
Lower gods were more vulnerable—easier targets for pranks or "tests" from the higher-ranked deities, especially the mischievous ones.
The last thing Aurora wanted was for some arrogant God of Charm or Love to toy with Ember's memory—especially after he passed away someday—and force her into a situation she couldn't escape through her own power.
She knew how the divine social circles worked.
Now that she wasn't a Virgin Goddess anymore, there would definitely be sly gods and goddesses who would want to test her boundaries, tease her, or outright attempt to charm her just to see what would happen.
Some might even do it simply out of boredom or curiosity.
That was exactly why Aurora decided she needed the Heavenly Oath of Marriage—she wanted absolute certainty that such a scenario could never happen, no matter what schemes or tricks the divine world threw at her.
Fortunately for her, the Primordial God who oversaw her marriage was Ouranos.
If it had been any other powerful deity, they would have likely refused the ritual entirely, or spent hours trying to argue, negotiate, or persuade her to reconsider.
Mortals killing God was already one of the highest taboos among gods, but chaining a deity—especially through marriage—to a mortal for eternity was an even bigger violation of divine norms.
It challenged the hierarchy of Heaven itself.
Yet Ouranos approved the marriage without issue.
He was different from the others—more patient, more understanding, and widely known as one of the wisest deities in existence.
He didn't cling to the rigid pride or arrogance that most Primordials possessed.
There was another effect hidden beneath the surface, one even Aurora wasn't consciously aware of.
When a Virgin Goddess gave up her purity, it carried a unique form of power.
It wasn't dramatic or flashy, and in most cases the impact was so slight that it barely mattered.
But for Ember, it produced an unusual consequence.
His physical body didn't change in any obvious way—he looked the same as he always did—but his soul underwent a major transformation.
It was strengthened many times over, granting him a level of spiritual resilience and capacity far beyond what a normal human could ever achieve.
Neither of them realized the full extent of the change, but Ember's soul had become something that no ordinary mortal soul could compare to, something capable of enduring and accomplishing far more than either of them had expected.
...
Ember's eyes fluttered open slowly, and he let out a long yawn as he stretched his arms above his head, feeling the pleasant ache in his muscles from the night before.
The bed beside him was empty, the sheets cool where Aurora had been lying, but a delicious, savory smell wafted through the air, pulling him fully awake.
It was coming from the kitchen, the aroma of herbs and simmering meat making his stomach rumble.
He sat up, glancing around the room with a fond smile, remembering how they'd fallen asleep tangled together.
Quickly, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, grabbing his pants from the floor and pulling them on loosely, not bothering with a shirt since it was just the two of them in the house.
Barefoot, he padded down the hallway toward the kitchen, the wooden floor cool under his feet.
As he entered the kitchen, the sight of Aurora standing at the stove made his heart melt instantly.
She was wearing a simple apron over a light dress that hugged her curves, her hair tied back loosely as she stirred a pot on the burner, focused on her task.
The morning light streamed through the window, highlighting her soft features and the way her body moved with graceful efficiency.
She turned around at the sound of his footsteps, her face lighting up with a warm smile.
"Good morning, Ember," she said cheerfully, her voice still a bit husky from sleep.
"Just wait for a bit... The mutton soup is almost ready. I wanted to make something hearty for us after last night."
He couldn't help but grin, his eyes roaming over her appreciatively as he closed the distance between them.
Without a word, he stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back against his chest in a tight hug.
His hands settled on her hips, feeling the warmth of her body through the thin fabric.
"Ahh!" she yelped in surprise, the spoon clattering lightly against the pot as she startled, but she quickly relaxed into his hold, a soft laugh escaping her lips.
"Hehe, you naughty boy," she whispered teasingly, tilting her head back to look at him over her shoulder before leaning in to peck his lips quickly, her mouth soft and inviting.
Ember chuckled low in his throat, his breath warm against her neck as he nuzzled there.
"Goddess, if you do this for me... for us, how can I resist you?" he murmured, his voice thick with affection and rising desire.
He turned her around gently in his arms, facing her fully, and captured her mouth in a deeper kiss.
Aurora closed her eyes immediately, her hands coming up to rest on his bare shoulders as she reciprocated eagerly, her lips parting to let him in.
Their tongues met, sliding against each other in a slow, sensual dance that quickly heated up, turning passionate.
He pressed her back against the counter, one hand cupping her face while the other slid down to grip her ass, squeezing the firm flesh through her dress.
She moaned into his mouth, her body arching toward him, nipples hardening against his chest as the kiss grew more urgent, wet sounds filling the small space.
It wasn't long before clothes started coming off—Aurora's apron discarded on the counter, her dress hiked up around her waist as Ember lifted her onto the edge of the counter, spreading her legs wide.
He dropped to his knees between them, burying his face in her pussy, licking and sucking at her folds with hungry enthusiasm, making her gasp and grip his hair.
"Ember... oh gods, yes," she panted, her hips bucking against his mouth as he tongued her clit, fingers sliding inside her to pump steadily.
The soup bubbled forgotten on the stove as she came hard, her juices coating his chin.
Then he stood, shoving his pants down to free his hard cock, thick and ready, and thrust into her with one smooth motion, her walls clenching around him tightly.
The kitchen filled with her sexy moans and the rhythmic slap of flesh colliding—his hips pounding against hers, balls smacking her ass as he fucked her deep and fast on the counter.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, nails digging into his back as another orgasm built.
"Harder, Ember... fuck me harder," she begged, and he obliged, grunting with effort until he came inside her, hot spurts filling her pussy as she shuddered through her release.
Later, after they'd turned off the stove and shared the mutton soup—sitting close at the table, feeding each other bites between lingering kisses—they cleaned up quickly, but the heat between them hadn't faded.
In the bathroom, under the warm spray of the shower, they did it again.
Water cascaded over their naked bodies as Ember pinned her against the tiled wall, lifting one of her legs to hook over his hip.
He slid his cock into her slick entrance, the soap making everything slippery and intense. S
he moaned loudly, the sound echoing off the walls, as he thrust up into her, water streaming down their joined bodies.
Her breasts pressed against his chest, nipples rubbing with each movement, and she reached down to fondle his balls, urging him on.
He kissed her neck, biting lightly, before pulling back to watch her face contort in pleasure.
They came together this time, her pussy milking his cock as he pumped her full of cum, the excess mixing with the water and swirling down the drain.
Finally dressed and composed, they stepped out of the house together, hand in hand, to face the outside world.
Waiting on the outside were Jason, Maria, Martha, and Edward, their friends grinning widely as they approached.
"Congrats, you two! About time," Jason said with a laugh, clapping Ember on the back while Maria hugged Aurora tightly.
Martha and Edward added their well-wishes, teasing them lightly about the sounds they'd heard from inside earlier.
But Ember noticed the sour faces of a few others in the neighborhood—people who'd always seen Aurora as a second mother figure to the community, nurturing and kind despite her quirks.
She was hot, real hot, with that voluptuous body and radiant beauty, and now that she was openly with him, some couldn't hide their jealousy or disapproval, whispering among themselves as the couple walked by.
For the next few days, Ember and Aurora fucked each other like rabbits, unable to keep their hands off one another as long as they stayed in the house.
They engaged in nonstop debauchery, loving each other until they were dead tired, bodies slick with sweat and cum.
In the living room, she rode him on the couch, her pussy sliding up and down his cock while he sucked on her tits, biting the nipples until she screamed.
Up against the wall in the hallway, he took her from behind, hands gripping her waist as he slammed into her ass, making her beg for more.
On the kitchen table after meals, her legs spread wide as he ate her out before flipping her over and fucking her doggy style, the wood creaking under them.
Even in the bedroom, they tried every position—missionary with her ankles on his shoulders for deep penetration, reverse cowgirl so he could watch his cock disappear into her ass one evening when she felt adventurous.
Their love for each other was overflowing, raw and insatiable, and Aurora finally understood how it felt to be filled to the brim with her man's love, every thrust and touch reaffirming their bond.
She'd cum so many times she lost count, her body marked with his handprints and bites, pussy constantly wet and ready for him.
It wasn't until the third week that their intense debauchery calmed down a notch, though they still preferred to be intimate at every opportunity, especially Aurora, who couldn't get enough of his kisses, his strong embraces, and the way he made her feel so desired and cherished.
To her, as long as Ember was by her side, she was on cloud nine, content in their shared life.
They'd cuddle on the porch in the evenings, his arm around her waist as they watched the sunset, or steal quick fucks in the garden when no one was looking.
The passion simmered rather than boiled over, but it was always there, a constant undercurrent.
And in the third week, they were graced with another pleasant news that brought even more joy to their already blissful routine.
...
"Congrats!" everyone shouted in unison as the small room erupted with cheerful applause for Chad.
He had officially become the father of a newborn child, and the atmosphere was buzzing with excitement.
Bosh leaned closer to get a better look at the sleeping infant in Anne's arms and grinned widely.
"Haha! Isn't your little Jr. Chad adorable?" he said, sounding genuinely impressed as he admired the tiny bundle wrapped snugly in soft cloth.
Newton stepped forward as well, giving Chad a hearty thumbs up.
"Seriously, man, you've been married for just ten months and you already have a kid. I respect that, Chad. Good job."
Hearing that, Chad's face turned a faint shade of red. Even though he tried to hide it, it was obvious he was embarrassed yet proud at the same time.
Chad and Anne had tied the knot ten months earlier.
Anne, a nineteen-year-old blonde girl with a bright personality, had fallen for Chad and had been the one to confess first.
Chad's life before that had been rough—he had gone through a painful rejection from Amalda, and the heartbreak had left him miserable for weeks.
Slowly, as time passed, he began developing feelings for Anne as she continued to stay by his side, but because of how badly he had been hurt, he never found the courage to confess back.
Ironically, it wasn't Chad who proposed in the end.
Anne had been the one who gathered her courage and proposed to him, and after dating for a few years, they eventually got married.
Their relationship gradually grew stronger, and Chad wholeheartedly embraced the responsibilities that came with marriage and starting a family.
One week ago, their child—a healthy baby boy—was born, and the entire village had been celebrating ever since.
The gathering today was a formal party held by Chad to share his joy with everyone.
While the congratulations for Chad continued, Amalda shifted the topic with a calm smile.
"It is also great to see you leveling up, Tithonus," she said, drawing everyone's attention toward Ember.
Mika followed right after, adding thoughtfully,
"Yes, seven years may be an average timeframe, but achieving S rank in all parameters is honestly impressive."
The rest of the group nodded in agreement.
Although Ember had been the last among them to level up, nobody looked down on him because his results spoke for themselves.
Chad moved closer to Ember and patted his arm lightly.
"Congrats on ranking up, Tet," he said with a grin.
Ember smiled back and replied,"You too, Chad. Now that you're a father, try acting a bit more serious."
Chad laughed and nudged him with his elbow.
"You're not my dad, idiot."
Then, as if remembering something important, he quickly grabbed Ember's sleeve and pulled him aside, lowering his voice.
"Hey, Tet… Amalda proposed to you, didn't she?"
Ember blinked, slightly surprised at the timing of the question.
"You're about eight months late, but yes… she did. And I rejected her."
Chad let out a long exhale.
"I see…" he murmured.
His expression shifted into something complicated—part nostalgia, part acceptance.
In his younger years, Chad had once held a soft spot for Amalda.
But over time he noticed that her feelings weren't directed toward him.
Instead, she had developed a clear affection for Ember.
Some thought it might be because of her racial preferences as an Elf, but more Elves had joined the familia since then, and her feelings still hadn't wavered.
That could only mean one thing: her emotions were genuine.
When he was rejected, he had been furious with Ember, acting as though Ember had somehow stolen the woman he loved right out of his hands.
It was ridiculous in hindsight, but at that time he was blinded by frustration and wounded pride.
Thankfully, he managed to regain his senses before doing anything stupid, and life eventually steered him toward Anne—someone who actually loved him back and understood him.
In the end, it truly worked out better for him.
After all, inter-racial relationships were never easy, especially between elves and humans.
Elves lived far longer, and having a human lover meant watching them age and die while you remained mostly unchanged.
That was exactly why half-elves were so rare; the emotional burden alone deterred most.
"How's she… I mean—?" he mumbled awkwardly, glancing at Amalda from the corner of his eye as if hoping she wouldn't notice.
"What are you whispering over there?" she asked with a deep frown, clearly already suspicious.
Caught, Chad gave a helpless smile, trying to brush it off.
Ember slipped out of his grasp and said flatly, "This idiot is asking me about my rejection of your proposal."
"Damn, Chad, not cool… You're like eight months late to that conversation," Aika remarked, shaking her head.
Amalda sighed and added, "I swear, some idiots never change."
Chad gritted his teeth in annoyance.
"I am not an idiot," he shot back.
Anne immediately cut in, patting him on the shoulder, "Well, you're technically correct, Amalda. My husband is indeed an idiot."
Chad blinked at her with a look of pure betrayal, and everyone burst into laughter at his expression.
"Chad, not everyone is a childlike you who throws a tantrum after getting rejected," Aika added mercilessly, her words stabbing him right in the chest.
"You guys are cruel," Chad groaned dramatically.
"Absolutely merciless. Anyway! Enough of this stuff! Today I'm giving a party for my son! So let's eat and drink until your hearts are satisfied!"
Everyone cheered loudly, welcoming the topic change with enthusiasm.
The celebration began, lively and vibrant.
Goddesses Aschelois was present, as well as his familia members, and Ember too.
Chad had also invited Goddess Aurora, but she declined, explaining that a divine presence was needed in the village at all times, and she couldn't leave her post.
Still, the atmosphere remained cheerful, filled with chatter, laughter, and clinking cups.
As everyone enjoyed the party, Newton leaned closer to Chad and finally asked the question that had clearly been on his mind for a while.
"Chad, are you going to take a break from adventuring for a while?"
The Scout's simple question immediately drew the attention of everyone nearby.
Conversations died down, cups stopped halfway to mouths, and all eyes turned toward Chad, waiting for his answer.
He hesitated for a moment, his expression wavering, and then finally spoke.
"I… I'm thinking of quitting adventuring," he admitted.
The reaction was instant.
Shock rippled across the group.
Even those who normally stayed quiet looked stunned.
Aika frowned deeply, unable to hold back.
"I know adventuring is risky and you face danger every time you step outside," she said, "but you're already Level 2. You actually have the potential to advance even further. There's still hope for you."
Chad let out a long, exhausted sigh.
"To tell the truth," he began, rubbing the back of his neck, "my parameters are barely moving anymore. No matter how much effort I put in, they're not improving much. I think… I think I've hit my limit."
His tone wasn't dramatic—just honest.
"Look, I've saved a decent amount of money. I'm thinking of inheriting Anne's land in her village and farming for the rest of my life. I have a family now—my wife, my child… I'm sorry, but I just can't keep risking everything every time I step into danger."
His voice carried a weight everyone understood instantly.
These weren't excuses; they were the words of someone who had responsibilities and priorities that went beyond pride or ambition.
Adventuring, by nature, was a deadly profession.
Dozens of adventurers across the world lost their lives every single day.
Even though the region they lived in was relatively safe compared to other dangerous territories, danger was still danger.
And Chad, with his limited natural talent, truly couldn't push much further.
The fact that he had even reached Level 2 already placed him above nearly half of the adventurers in the entire world.
He was strong—stronger than most—but not strong enough to keep gambling his life forever.
Settling down made sense.
"But wait," Mika interjected, confused, "what about your dream of becoming a high-level adventurer? Didn't you always want that?"
Chad laughed softly, though there was bitterness mixed in.
"Guys, dreams… they're just dreams. When you grow up, you finally realize things are harder than you imagined. Sure, maybe I could reach Level 3 or even Level 4 if I pushed myself, but that kind of advancement comes with far greater risks. Risks I can't afford anymore," he said, and the entire room went quiet.
Nobody knew what to say.
The reality of his situation wasn't something they could argue against.
Suddenly, Aschelois reached out and smacked him lightly on the back of the head.
"Are you giving them a party for your farewell or what?" she said, sounding annoyed.
"Don't worry, I'm going to make sure this idiot continues adventuring—but not full-time. I'm not letting him throw everything away just because he's panicking about risk."
Her tone was half-scolding, half-amused.
As a Goddess, she understood that the stronger her follower was, the better it was for him in the long run.
Completely quitting wasn't the answer.
Everyone chuckled at the scene, the heavy tension easing up.
Anne, on the other hand, simply stood beside Chad and watched him quietly.
She understood him better than anyone. She could see the exhaustion, the pressure, and the fear of losing everything he loved.
She supported his decision fully… but Aschelois's words sparked an idea in her mind—one she didn't voice yet.
"By the way, what about you guys?" Chad asked, looking around the group.
"I mean—your future plans? What are you all aiming for?"
Aika was the first to respond.
"I'm going to level up to at least Level 3 before I even start thinking about settling down," she said confidently.
Mika immediately nodded and added, "Same for me. I want to raise my level first and improve my skills before deciding anything long-term."
Newton crossed his arms and grumbled, "I guess I'll see if I can manage to rank up too. It's not going to be easy, but I'll give it a shot."
Bosh nodded in agreement, indicating he had similar thoughts of advancement.
Then, unexpectedly, Ember spoke up.
"I'm thinking of going to Atlena," he said.
The entire group turned toward him with surprise.
"Atlena? You mean the city of magicians?" Aschelois asked, looking genuinely curious.
"Are you saying you're planning to leave the Aurora Familia?"
Ember shook his head.
"I'm not leaving the familia. I'll still return from time to time. I just want to study and train there for a while. This is something I've decided after thinking a lot about my goals."
Everyone exchanged looks filled with mixed emotions.
Ember had become an essential part of their party over the years.
They had fought together, laughed together, and survived countless situations.
Hearing that he would be far away from now on left them with complicated feelings.
They were happy for him, but the thought of not seeing him regularly was difficult to accept.
Amalda, who had been quiet this whole time, glanced at Ember thoughtfully.
'Atlena?' she thought to herself.
The idea lingered in her mind.
After a moment of internal debate, she made her own decision.
'Once I reach Level 3… I'll go to Atlena too.'
She didn't say it aloud yet, but she resolved herself.
Time passed quickly after the party, and within a week it was already the day Ember had to leave.
His familia members and the same friends who attended the celebration came to see him off.
They stood near the carriage that would take him to the next town on his journey.
"Guys… it was really nice being with all of you," Ember said, his voice calm but carrying a nostalgic warmth.
He looked at each of their faces, remembering all the moments they shared.
"Don't forget us, Tet!" Chad said with a forced smile, though his eyes were clearly moist and threatening to overflow.
Ember looked at him and couldn't help but smile.
'This guy is more emotional than he acts… He isn't a Chad, but he really is our Chad,' he thought quietly.
Then he answered simply, "Never. I won't forget any of you."
He had already said his final goodbyes to Aurora earlier.
Now, stepping onto the carriage, he turned back one more time and waved while everyone shouted their farewells.
"Send us letters, Tet!"
"Visit us whenever you can!"
"See you, Tet!"
"Don't disappear on us!"
Their voices grew fainter as the carriage moved away.
Ember watched them until they became distant figures, eventually fading from sight.
Only then did he exhale slowly.
"It's been twenty-three years and five months, hasn't it?" he muttered to himself while staring at the horizon.
He wasn't sure if he was talking about his time in this world, his time with them, or everything combined.
What he did know was that both he and the world around him were changing.
One journey had come to an end, but another one was waiting right ahead of him—new challenges, new people, and new experiences.
And Ember was ready for it.
To be continued…
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