Ah Zong’s shredded clothes slid down to his waist, like a fashionable shredded miniskirt. There are no clothes that wouldn’t look enticing on his androgynous body.

“I’m sorry to show you my vicious side,” he said with a slight tremor. When he turned to face me, his eyes were shimmering with tears of joy welled up in his eyes. He wore his usual charming smile. “They said that you died...” Tears rolled down his cheeks, like clear dewdrops rolling down a lotus leaf. 

His smile was like a beautiful lotus after rain. He continued, “I knew it. I knew that they were wrong. My Queen... wouldn’t die.” 

“I am back.” I continued aiming my gun at Gehenna’s temple as I extended my hand to wipe...