Strongest Wife
Snuggled together under the blanket, their naked bodies creating a cocoon of intimacy,
"So, what's our next move? " he asked.
Elizabeth shifted, feeling his touch on her skin, and met his gaze.
"I think taking on Fate directly might not be the best idea for now," she said gently. She wasn't doubting him, just being realistic about the challenge ahead.
He took a moment to absorb her words. He had believed he'd become powerful enough to at least have a chance, but now, Elizabeth's perspective was making him question that assumption.
"So, how tough is Fate, really? I've heard information that even the peak gods in the ancient time couldn't bring it down."
"It's not about their power that was lacking," she explained.
"Fate is an intangible system, a world order. You can't just go fists blazing to take it down."
His brow furrowed with intrigue.
"Then what's the plan?"