PerseusSilver

When the first 2 gods descended, they fell in love at first sight, and the moon god created several roses to gift to the sun god as a sign of his affection.

Those same roses were then passed down to their descendants, mortals, to take care of them.
Roses are usually red, but the first roses exist in different colors, and whenever a mortal pluck one of the original roses, they are blessed with unimaginable power.

A few of the roses have been found, and several others are waiting for their chosen one, but one, in particular, has never even been spotted, the black rose.
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P.S. Yes, as the tags said, there will be romance, but this is also action and comedy. All characters' art will be posted in the paragraph comment. All arts are AI-generated.
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Disclaimer:  Disclaimer: This novel contains depictions of various views, beliefs, and ideologies that are solely for fictional and narrative purposes. They do not necessarily reflect the personal views, beliefs, or opinions of the author. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places,  and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to real events, persons, living or dead, is coincidental. The author's intent is purely to create a work of fiction and not to endorse or promote any particular viewpoint or belief.
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Re: The Last Rose

I'm currently bedridden for having a slight fever and all-out having no energy. Ruka promised me that she wouldn't bring anyone else to it, but oh no, it was me against 5 energetic women, and this happened the next day.

"Dominating you for once in a while is fun." Maple commented

"Daddy!" a girl's voice shouted as I turned my head to see the 3-year-old Ivy.

Currently, in my room are only Buddy, Maple, and Ivy, who are refusing to leave. I know that I'm probably not that infectious, but still...it's probably because I do coddle my children too much, it doesn't help that they're all so clingy.

Buddy was just helping me cool down and Maple was staying here so that I won't be lonely. Ivy was just lonely, even though she gets along well with her siblings and they occasionally come in to pull her away.

"Yeah, but Daddy promised to play with me today." Ivy countered, "But since he's sick, I'm here to take care of him."

"Ivy, sweetheart, you're such a caring daughter," I said, reaching out to gently ruffle her hair, "But Mommy's right. I do need some rest today."

Ivy's expression softened, her determination momentarily giving way to concern as she glanced at me.

"Okay, Daddy," she relented, her small hand reaching out to grasp mine, "But can we play together later, when you're feeling better?"

As Ivy obediently left the room, Maple turned back to me, and without a word, she climbed onto the bed beside me, curling up against my side.

"You just want me all to yourself, don't you?" I teased her

Maple's cheeks flushed slightly, but she didn't protest. Instead, she nestled closer, resting her head on my chest as if to reassure herself of my presence.

"Maybe." she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

Epilogue: Coddle