The Moon Goddess and Her Mate
It Is You!

A young man is seen running after a weird bug that emits light. The sweat was pouring down because he was trying hard to keep hunting the firefly so as not to lose track. However, the insect's power was faster than Armen expected. The thirty-five-year-old man seemed

to ignore the fact that he had now gone far from his parent's house.

"Wait! Where are you going?"

There was no answer from the insect who had spoken to it. That bug flew faster and faster, which overwhelmed the burly man. Armen even fell several times because his leg tripped over a rock, and a log hit some. The young man's face was dirty, as were his clothes. However, the eldest of the two siblings seemed unyielding.

The moonlight illuminates the earth, although not as strong as the sun's rays. Armen is still trying to replace a strange insect, which has managed to intrigue him, so that man needs to replace the firefly in order to get an answer as soon as possible.

He did not know how long he ran, what was clear was that the brown-haired man had stopped because he was tired. In fact, we could hear clearly the roar of his breath, because of taking too long to do this. The atmosphere around Armen was indeed quiet, and the only sound was the sound of the wind hitting the branches of the trees.

"It is crazy! Why is that strange insect flying so fast, anyway? I could not reach it, even for a while. I have never seen a creature like that before in our village. Could it be the incarnation of a ghost? Shit! Come to think of it, how can an insect talk like that to a human?" said Armen, who seemed to wake up from his own stupidity.

Not far from where the man was standing, about a hundred meters away, a woman was emitting light all over her body, though not too strong. That young virgin smiled broadly, as if she had found something precious. She seemed to want to tell Armen, who was still reluctant to continue because he was too tired.

"Come here. I am here, my love."

The mystical tone sounded to a mature man's ears, even though the Moon Goddess spoke those words in a low voice. Armen immediately looked around as if searching for the source of the sound. In less than two minutes, a man who had the powerful charisma was stunned when he saw something sparkling and was only a hundred meters from where he was standing right now.

"Who are you?" asked Armen, half shouting.

There was no answer from the strange figure, so the muscular man frowned and then looked suspiciously in the direction Atvertha was. The atmosphere was so quiet it caused horror in the hearts of the first son of the couple, Lebrazht Lugthna and Norah Bitnantz. Meanwhile, the Queen of Witches is still waiting for the arrival of the man she loves and does not want to leave at all.

"Why is she even silent, huh? I do not want to take the risk of going there because, who knows, it might even be a trap from a forest spirit or a fad fairy that could endanger my own life. No. I do not want the worst case to happen to me." Armen monologues to himself. "Come here. Do not be afraid."

He heard the same voice again, so the man's attention returned to a figure still in her current position. He still wore a wary look because he did not want to make a rash decision. "Who are you? If you do not answer me, then I will not come there!" said Armen quickly. "You will know after seeing me here," said Atvertha, smiling sweetly.

When hearing such an answer, doubt arises in the hearts of the opposite sex. Armen, who has a height of one hundred and ninety-two centimetres tall, seems to change his mind. However, he still did not want to approach the strange figure. The pair of eyes that had accompanied Atvertha felt amazed, but at the same time, could not understand the behaviour of her close friend.

Damn her! Atvertha's behaviour is really like a teenage girl, a female mortal to be exact, because the immortal goddesses rarely act like this. Well, the love that was engulfing my best friend had indeed blinded his senses. But I should not interfere in someone's love affairs, even if he is my relative, thought the sister of God Havento, the lord of the underworld.

"Are you a human, a ghost, a forest spirit, a fairy, or a goddess?" Armen deliberately asked something else because the smart young man seemed to want to make sure who was the figure who had asked him to go there without sacrificing his life.

"Come and see with your eyes. You will know who I am." The slender girl did not want to answer openly because she wanted her beloved man to come to her directly.

"That figure is very stubborn. I do not want to play games because I am deadly tired. I want to go home soon, so I can continue my delayed sleep." Armen grumbled, wiping the sweat that still felt in his face skin area. He chose to turn around as if he wanted to leave the place.

All these words were heard by Atvertha, even though the opposite sex spoke with a slow intonation. The sharp-nosed girl raised her left hand, then pointed at the man she had always longed for. "You can't leave this place because I want you, Honey. I already took an enormous risk just to meet you."

Before long, a thin white light shot out from the goddess' index finger's tip. In less than a minute, the light had penetrated Armen's back so that the man who had wanted to go home suddenly gave up. He turned back, then walked towards the Crossroads Goddess, who had been waiting for his presence. "Hey, why is my body moving on its own, anyway? What was wrong with me? I want to go home now!" Armen said to himself. The brown-haired man looked even more confused because what was going on was beyond his will.

That male mortal tried to fight back, but he could not do that. The strange power in his body was much stronger, so Armen had to do what was determined by a figure who was still standing not far from the mouth of the cave. The silver-haired girl was getting happier, so her smile looked scary because it resembled a grin that had never happened to Atvertha before.

"You will not be able to run from my side. You are mine," said Atvertha quietly.

Armen's confusion had not subsided about what had happened; now, he soon as possible, he gasped because he saw a slender figure of a woman wearing a black dress, contrasting with the light radiating all over the goddess's body Everything in front of his eyes seemed unreal, so he rubbed his eyes with his hands.

"What the "

The tribal chief's son in Tatkhion did not finish his own words. The beauty of a foreign figure even fascinated the male mortal who was standing in front of him. Meanwhile, Atvertha was still smiling, but it was not that horrible grin anymore this time. Her smile looks genuine, so it exudes great appeal, especially to the opposite sex.

"You... you...."

The eldest of two siblings could not finish the words. The man, who was still tired, even dirty from falling while chasing fireflies, was observing the violet-eyed girl's expression. He seemed familiar with the woman, even though he was unsure where he had met her before. "Have we seen each other, Miss? Your face seems familiar to me." Armen asked politely.

That young goddess blinked her eyes, and then suddenly, the black dress that she had worn before leaving the palace, now changed colour to pure white, so Atvertha's appearance was exactly the night she left her hiding place when there was an event taking place in the area of the Agbazarth tribe in Tatkhion.

Armen was suddenly wide-eyed. He now recognized the girl, so he immediately exclaimed, "It was you! I finally met you!"

***