Aerlev

Getting transmigrated inside a novel is not really a bad thing—you know the story, you have the power of the future in your hand, you know all the hidden keys. You might as well end up as the most powerful and omniscient being in that world.

That is, if you don’t wake up during the epilogue.

And yet I find myself in the body of a fallen priest at the end of the novel, a tragic hero who had his mana circuit broken in the last war, being shunned, drown in debt, and destined to die not long after. 

Fortunately, I know just the cure.

Unfortunately, the cure was in the hand of one of the Demon Lords—you know, the race that my kingdom just wage war with.

Would he give me the cure if I asked him politely? There’s no harm in trying, right? I’d die if I didn’t get the cure, anyway.

“Sure, but you have to be my bride as the price,” the Demon Lord said.

...huh? Sir, you know I’m (technically) a priest, right?

The Demon Lord’s Bride (BL)

"Ra Natha, would you be my eternal?"

How could a single line sound so beautiful?

There were times in his life, when Natha felt like time had stopped;

The first time he embraced Valen.

The first time he realized it was Valen.

The first time he made love to Valen.

The time he saw Valen running in the field of snow.

And the time Valen asked for his life and his time, bathed in the glow of sunset.

Time had stopped; stopped so he could see everything in clarity, sense everything in minute details. The bright, captivating green eyes that hide nothing; the lovely lips delivering beautiful words; the warm glow of the twilight, and the fragrant scent of never-ending spring.

At that time, as everything felt beautiful and perfect, Natha came to understand his teacher's decision to preserve a part of this world.

He wanted to preserve this moment.

Moments Where Time Stops (M)