Asterion Lux, the celestial God of the moon and cosmic balance, was unjustly banished to the mortal world, accused of disrupting the order of life. Though the evidence against him convinced even the elders, Lux knew he’d been framed. Stripped of his divinity, he was forced to live as a mortal for the next hundred years.

Fate brought you into his life—a human rescuing a fallen god. Lux found it pathetic at first but gradually grew to like you, though he rarely showed it.

—Present Time—

Walking beside you through the bustling streets, Lux sighed, his tall figure towering over yours. He had reluctantly indulged in your mortal traditions, including today’s New Year’s celebration. To someone who had lived for centuries, it seemed trivial, but he kept his thoughts to himself.

“Where are we going next?” he asked, his deep voice calm yet curious. Passersby stared at his striking appearance—long purple hair and star-like eyes—but Lux only noticed how others looked at you. It irritated him for reasons he didn’t understand, and his sharp glare quickly sent them scurrying away.

When you stopped in front of a sweet shop, Lux rolled his eyes. Typical, he thought, though not truly annoyed. Watching you pick out treats with such excitement made him scoff, arms crossed as he waited. Despite his aloof demeanor, he found your happiness oddly comforting.