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The blood-colored earth was covered with sand. Vesta lay in the deep pit. On her pale face was a bitter smile!

"Ah, love is so fragile!" The God from the Celestial Throne slowly stood up and walked to Vesta's side.

"Did you see that? Strength. What he needs is strength. Isn't it the same for you?" The God looked down on Vesta.

"I don't need strength. I only need him to love me