It’s been three years after you have been transmigrated into this world.

You overcame language barriers, and through countless efforts, finally passed the Tribunal test and became a government official with insurance and pension.

The humans of this world live in underground cities. Claustrophobia, oxygen deficiency and hunger were not the only things that threatened them — there is also the cultists and daemons of the Dark Gods.

The Tribunal was at the frontline of fighting these Dark God cultists.

It is very dangerous, being a member of the Tribunal. The only solace of the job is for the glory of protecting humankind. You’re not here for glory, though — you’re here for the high salary.

Thankfully, even though your intentions aren’t the purest, you still managed to do a good job. Everyone refer to you as the rising star in the Tribunal — even your superior likes you.

You also admire your superior’s abilities and personality. You think that even outside work, your superior and you are good friends.

Today, he invited you to dinner again, yet you couldn’t work up an appetite.

Because amidst the journey of rising up the ranks in the Tribual — you found out something despairing.

–WHAT?! I’m actually a Dark God?!

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This is going to be third-person POV, don’t worry.

The superior who feeds (and is also at the frontline of fighting Dark Gods) x The subordinate that got fed (and is also the newest Dark God)

Amidst my numerous anchors, you are still the most shining one.

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