Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

"What is love?"

This question had long been pondered by the disciples of the Themyscira Sect.

The Themyscira Sect was composed entirely of women, and from the moment they entered the sect, they were guided by the teachings of the goddess's book, The Uselessness of Spiritual Partners.

They despised romantic relationships and were indifferent to any form of love or affection between couples.

Among these disciples, some had been deeply hurt by love in the past, while others had grown up in the sect, fully immersed in its teachings from a young age.

Though there had been moments of doubt, those feelings quickly faded, swept away by their unwavering beliefs. Never before had anything shaken them so profoundly.

But today, the love displayed by the goddess had completely shattered their understanding of romance.

Even the mere blooming of the Heartless Flower was enough to prove to them that true, sincere love did indeed exist in this world.

And not just any love—this was the kind of love so sweet it could give you a toothache!

"Goddess, we understand now."

Finally, the disciples of the Themyscira Sect clenched their fists, resolutely looking up at Sylvia. "Thank you for your guidance, Goddess. While we may not be able to fully accept it right away, we will do our best to change our views on love."

"Hmm, that's more like it."

Seeing the sincerity in her disciples' responses, Sylvia nodded in satisfaction, letting out a long sigh of relief.

The Themyscira Sect had been the most heavily influenced by her earlier writings in The Uselessness of Spiritual Partners.

What's done is done, and there was no way to take back the past. But at least she could stop the sect from continuing to spread its dogma like some kind of pyramid scheme. Hopefully, this would slow down the spread of that embarrassing piece of history across the continent of Elant...

Just as Sylvia was starting to feel pretty good about herself, even crossing her legs in a moment of satisfaction, Isolde suddenly stepped forward, her face tinged with guilt. "Thank you for your teachings, Goddess. You've made us realize how extreme our previous actions were.

Since The Uselessness of Spiritual Partners might not be as perfect as we once thought...

Goddess, could you write another book? One that refutes the ideas in The Uselessness of Spiritual Partners, so that the people of the world can understand the truth?"

"Yeah, if the Goddess herself thinks The Uselessness of Spiritual Partners is flawed, why not write another one?" Read new adventures at My Virtual Library Empire

"Exactly! Goddess, please write another book so we can learn from it!"

This suggestion immediately caused a stir.

It was as if a door to a new world had been opened, and the disciples of the Themyscira Sect lit up with excitement, cheering one after another.

The very text they had clung to for so long, The Uselessness of Spiritual Partners, had been overturned by the goddess herself. If that was the case, then why not have her write another book?

That way, they could have not just one, but two books written by the goddess!

Ever since The Uselessness of Spiritual Partners, the goddess hadn't written anything else.

If they could get their hands on another book, just imagine how thrilling that would be!

"Another book? What kind of book do you want me to write?"

This strange request left Sylvia momentarily stunned.

As if they had already thought it through, one disciple quickly responded, "Of course, it should be another book about love! Maybe something about how the goddess views love now, or how love affects spiritual cultivation. A title like... The Worth of Spiritual Partners would be perfect!"

Sylvia: "..."

She wasn't stupid. Did they really expect her to write two completely contradictory books and argue with herself?

Shaking her head, she quickly dismissed the idea. After a moment of thought, she cleared her throat and said, "I don't think writing another book called The Worth of Spiritual Partners would be very meaningful.

However, if you're really that interested, I could write something about love in my spare time. Something a little different."

"What does the Goddess want to write?!"

Though their original suggestion had been rejected, the disciples were still overjoyed to hear that Sylvia was actually considering writing a new book.

In their eyes, anything the goddess wrote would undoubtedly become a masterpiece, widely celebrated!

Just hearing Sylvia say she might write something had already filled them with anticipation.

"Umm, I was thinking of writing a Love Diary, documenting the little moments of being in love. It could help awaken people's emotions toward love, especially practitioners. What do you think?"

Seeing how enthusiastic they were, Sylvia tentatively floated the idea.

"Huh?"

The air suddenly grew still.

"Um... Goddess, maybe you shouldn't write that after all."

After a long pause, the majority of the disciples exchanged glances, shaking their heads in unison like a row of drums.

"Hmm? Why not? What's wrong with that title?"

The stark contrast in their reactions left Sylvia genuinely puzzled.

"Well, it's just that..."

The disciples hesitated, clearly reluctant to answer. But in the end, they couldn't help but confess their true feelings, faces scrunched up in dismay: "If you really write a Love Diary, Goddess, it wouldn't be about enlightening practitioners on love at all.

It would just be... blatant PDA!"

"Exactly! If the Goddess writes a book, of course, I'd want to read it. But if it's that kind of book, I'd be drowning in all the lovey-dovey stuff! I'd be stuffed full of dog food!"

Having just witnessed firsthand how terrifyingly intense the Goddess's displays of affection could be, these long-time single disciples of the Themyscira Sect were absolutely not on board with the idea.

Seeing their pitiful, teary-eyed expressions, Sylvia couldn't help but burst into laughter. "So that's it, huh? You disciples really are something else...

Alright, alright, I won't write anything. Let's just leave it at that. As long as today's events have given you something to reflect on, that's enough."

"Rest assured, Goddess. We will definitely take today's lesson to heart and reflect deeply."

The disciples of the Themyscira Sect finally breathed a collective sigh of relief, bowing respectfully.

On the hillside, the fiery red Heartless Flower bloomed, swaying gently in the breeze.

The setting sun cast its golden light, the vibrant red of the flowers blending with the warm hues of the sunset. The beauty of the scene filled everyone with a quiet warmth.

With everything settled, it seemed Sylvia and Timothy were preparing to leave.

But just as they were about to depart, one of the disciples hurriedly caught up, rushing to Timothy's side. "Brother Timothy, while the Goddess has helped us understand a lot about love, there's something important I need to warn you about. You should... be extra careful in the near future. Maybe avoid going out too much."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, aside from the Themyscira Sect, the followers of the Goddess's 'single life' philosophy are far more numerous than you might think.

And, uh, it's not just that. Although no one has ever dared to say it out loud, the number of practitioners in the world who secretly admire the Goddess is... well, let's just say it's a lot."

"So, I'm worried that if you're not careful, Brother Timothy... cough, cough."

Timothy: "..."

Looks like I've got way more rivals than I thought.