In "The Male God and I," we are narrating a journey through time and destiny as we follow the extraordinary life of Megami, a modern-day woman with an ancient connection to a powerful deity. Born into a world where gods and mortals coexist but in secret and tales. Megami discovers that her fate is intertwined with that of the mythical male god called Yuuma, a figure shrouded in mystery and legend. 


Megami is 21 years old, haunted by dreams and visions of a distant past, a time when she lived as a humble peasant in the tumultuous 13th century. Little does she know that these dreams hold the key to her true identity and the role she is destined to play in the universe's divine order. As she navigates the complexities of her present-day life, Megami draws herself into a web of ancient prophecies and a celestial being. 


When the male god unexpectedly reappears in her life, claiming her as his bride. Megami is thrust into a world of danger and intrigue beyond her wildest imagination. Megami and the Male God face formidable foes who want to discover the secret of their fate, tormented by recollections of their common history and united by an unbreakable tie. 

Together, they embark on a perilous quest to uncover the truth behind their connection and fulfill their intertwined destinies. After Falling in love with him, she found out he was the cause of her death in the past.


"The Male God and I" is a spellbinding tale of love, sacrifice, and destiny, weaving together elements of romance, fantasy, and mythology in a gripping narrative that will leave readers captivated until the very end.



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The Male God and I: Fated to a God

"Rosella!! Rosella!!" I pointed down to the pit; these were my last words before I lost consciousness due to my heavy wings and weakness. 


The sun rays shining through the windows hurtle my eyes as I gently open them. I was dizzy, like I drank through the night, looking around. I am in a large room. The room is painted white; it shines like the white dress of the angel last night. A large painting of an Angel was placed beautifully on the wall. The painting was opposite the bed. I stood up, staggered to the window, and looked down but there was no ground. No birds, no trees—just the shadows of the early morning sunrise and the building in the middle of nowhere. It was like a building was hanging in the air—no ground, no gate. I guess I am still in my dream. 


I felt something heavy on my back. So heavy, I guess it's what made me too weak to walk. 


INTRODUCTION TO THE WORLD OF ANGELS