Chapter 1

    A Plan to Steal the Virginity of the Innocent Angel

    In the dilapidated Giant City, a stark contrast to the four surrounding prosperous Angel Cities, the decline was apparent. Once, the giants held dominion over both the heavens and the earth, but after losing the war against the angels, they were driven into barren lands with no fertile grounds. Now, the giants were the most unfortunate of all races. However, many of them had adapted well, adjusting their way of life to fit the harsh environment. These days, they no longer lived as miserably as before. Yet, the Giant King was far from satisfied with the current state of his people. First, he was envious of the angels who lived on fertile lands. Second, he despised those who had reduced him to such a lowly state.

    “No matter what, I will restore the glory of Giant City!” declared the Giant King. He began plotting a second war against the angels to reclaim his territory. From his study of the past war, he realized that the defeat of the giants wasn’t due to a lack of combat skills, but because of the four magical orbs bestowed upon the angels by Lord Narayana[1] were extremely powerful. Without these mighty relics, the giants would never have lost and been exiled to this desolate land.

    With this conclusion, the Giant King decided to entrust the mission to his younger half-brother. Knowing the task’s significance, he chose the most trusted and powerful sibling for this critical endeavor.

    “Chanpa, the task I am giving you is of utmost importance for our people.”

    “Yes, Brother.”

    “This must remain a secret between you and me, understood?”

    “Understood,” Chanpa nodded, acknowledging his older brother’s, or his superior’s command with utmost loyalty.

    “Good. I need you to steal the magical orbs from the angelic tribes of all four directions. According to my research, the magical orbs the angels used to slay us giants are kept by the crown prince of each city. If we can seize them all, we will launch the war immediately and reclaim our giant lands from those angels.”

    Following his orders, Chanpa packed his belongings and set off the very next day. His first target was the Crown Prince of the Northern City, named Bodin. This young man was a handsome angel, fitting the classic standards admired by many. Unfortunately for those admiring him from afar, the Crown Prince had been betrothed since childhood by his parents, leaving many angelic maidens with nothing but distant admiration.

    “Mm, his face is just so-so. I don’t see what’s so handsome about him,”

    Chanpa commented, gazing at Bodin’s portrait on the paper. No matter how he looked at it, this young man appeared ordinary, even somewhat naïve and inexperienced. It would be best to steal the orb quickly and head back.

    With a heavy sigh, Chanpa lamented his brother's selfish orders. He hadn’t even had time to bid farewell to the strong men in his harem. What if they found new lovers in his absence? Sigh, no matter. There were plenty of good options in Giant City. If they weren’t loyal, he could always find replacements.

    While repeating the same thoughts over and over, Chanpa barely focused on his mission. His mind drifted to the image of muscular men in his harem, their gigantic manhood that he had indulged in nightly. Now, those pleasures were out of reach.

    Having gone without for more than a week, Chanpa felt an intense yearning, his desires growing stronger with every passing day. He craved something big to fill the emptiness. But when he thought of the mission ahead, he could only sigh, knowing that by the time it was complete, his desires might have been left unfulfilled for far too long.

    The angels all had such small parts, no bigger than a twig. How boring.

    Chanpa thought as he walked through the crowd of angels in the city, casting occasional glances at the lower halves of the men he passed by.

    Really small, sigh. How pitiful for the angelic maidens here. They must have never experienced anything truly satisfying in their lives.

    After surveying the entire Northern City and reaching his lodging, Chanpa came to a conclusion.

    Not appetizing at all. Better head back to Giant City quickly.

    He was already longing for the larger, more fulfilling offers back home. He swore that once he returned, he would indulge for seven days and nights straight. However, for now, the priority was to complete his mission of stealing the magical orbs.

    According to the information he received, the Giant King mentioned that the Crown Prince named Bodin was soon to wed a fiancée he had never met before. Chanpa planned to kidnap this beautiful fiancée and take their place. Luckily, Bodin’s fiancée was male, making the deception even easier.

    "Alright, time for some fun," Chanpa licked his lips and smirked as he anticipated the task ahead.

    Before the wedding day, he learned that Bodin’s beautiful fiancée would be staying in the guest chamber of the Angelic Palace, hidden away from the sight of any servants or the groom himself until the ceremony.

    "Mm, then, I think I’ll take a peek."

    Chanpa covered his face with a scarf and dressed entirely in black to blend into the night. He leaped from the window and made his way straight to the Northern City’s Palace. The security in the city was surprisingly lax, likely because the Northern City hadn’t faced any invasions from other races in centuries. The angels had become complacent, unlike the giants who constantly trained their soldiers. In Giant City, guards were always stationed in groups of no fewer than five, prepared for any wild beast attacks at any moment.

    The Northern City must be far too peaceful,

    Chanpa mused, watching the guards from the rooftop before dropping down like a silent thief. He moved swiftly, evading the palace guards with ease. It almost felt like a waste of effort coming all this way to steal the magical orbs when the angels were this incompetent. They couldn’t even detect an intruder. If he set the palace on fire, they probably wouldn’t know who the culprit was. Nevertheless, securing the magical orbs was the most important task. Chanpa glanced at the door guarded by only two soldiers and sighed deeply.

    So careless.

    He hid behind a tree, pulled out a smoke bomb laced with a sleeping agent from his bag, and tossed it toward the two angelic guards at the door. They had no idea what was happening, not even recognizing a simple sleep-inducing bomb.

    Chanpa watched with satisfaction as the smoke bomb took effect, grinning at how easily his plan was unfolding.

    Too stupid.

    He watched as the guards yawned after inhaling the smoke, showing no suspicion. Instead of standing guard, they slumped against the pillars and fell asleep immediately. They were the most incompetent guards Chanpa had ever encountered. It seemed like his brother’s goal was well within reach; if he could steal the orbs that protected the angels, this war would be easier than peeling a banana.

    With the guards abandoning their post for a nap, Chanpa slipped through the window into the guest chamber. He hurried straight to Bodin’s male fiancée. Upon seeing the young angel’s beautiful face, Chanpa couldn’t help but whistle and clap his hands, offering a rare compliment.

    Truly a beauty, worthy of becoming the consort of the Northern City’s crown prince.

    "Mm," the slender figure lying on the bed sensed someone’s presence nearby and began to stir. Before he could fully awaken, a soft hand pressed a cloth soaked in sleeping agent over his pale face, lulling him back to sleep. Chanpa swiftly hoisted the slender body—about the same size as his own—out the window and carried him to the rented inn where he was staying. The first step of the kidnapping plan had gone smoothly. He then bound the hands and feet of the beautiful fiancée and cast a sleep spell, ensuring that he would remain trapped in a pleasant dream until Chanpa returned to release him.

    "You won't die, so sleep well and don't toss around."

    Chanpa knew well that angels didn’t need to eat and drink daily like humans in other realms. Going without food for a month wouldn’t harm their bodies in the slightest. So, until he completed his mission, the beautiful angel could remain peacefully asleep!

    With this thought, Chanpa, who had rented a room for a month, cast another spell of concealment to ensure no one could see the beautiful, angelic fiancée. He then returned to the palace, seamlessly disguising himself as the fiancée by casting a concealment spell to make his appearance perfectly match that of the beautiful angel.

    Disguising himself as the angelic fiancée was no challenge at all. All he had to do was stay still, like a doll in the bridal chamber, behaving calmly and modestly until the wedding day. After the wedding night, he could proceed with his mission. It was incredibly simple.

    Chanpa lived quietly for the next four days until the wedding day arrived. The wedding of the Northern City’s Crown Prince was a grand ceremony with numerous rituals. However, for someone who had thoroughly studied it all, it was no trouble at all. Chanpa completed every step flawlessly, following the customs, before being led to the bridal chamber. He looked at his groom for the night and let out a big sigh. His appearance was no different from the portrait—plain and boring. I should finish this mission quickly and head to another city.

    Chanpa held the Northern City’s Crown Prince in contempt. His appearance didn’t match his taste at all. Even the lower part, which had never been used, seemed small—probably no bigger than a twig. There was no way it would satisfy him. Chanpa sat on the bed, waiting for the groom to finish bathing, so they could quickly go to sleep and he could start searching for the hidden magical orb. However, when the angel stepped out with his wet, raven-black hair clinging to his face, Chanpa looked at him with wide eyes.

    Is this really the same person from a moment ago?!

    Chanpa gulped repeatedly. The image of the naïve, dull angel was erased from his mind. Standing before him now was a tall, lean angel with firm, chiseled abs that looked inviting to touch. The plain face without those old-fashioned glasses was strikingly handsome. But what captivated Chanpa even more was the large, firm bulge beneath the thin towel right in front of him!

    "I'm done bathing. You can go in next."

    "Mm."

    Bodin, who had never been in a romantic relationship before, looked at Chanpa with some apprehension. He knew this marriage wasn’t their choice—it was arranged by their parents and couldn’t be called off. However, upon seeing his bride’s face for the first time, he felt unexpectedly delighted. The angel was even more beautiful than the rumors had said. Whether it was his face shape or a sharp, attractive eyes, or beauty moles by the corner of the mouth and the corner of his eye—all that had left a lasting impression. Bodin was thrilled to be married to someone so captivating.

    Yet, he worried that the bride might not be happy about marrying him. His soldiers had told him he was boring, with a dull appearance and little more than a good physique to offer. From others’ view, he wasn’t worth associating with. It wasn’t surprising that he was anxious about the bride’s lack of enthusiasm for the wedding. The way his bride eyed him from head to toe only made Bodin more insecure.

    It's fine. If he doesn’t want me, I won’t force him.

    “If that’s the case, I’ll go bathe first,” then come back to eat something delicious!

    "Alright." Bodin smiled as Chanpa rushed past him into the bathroom, making Bodin felt disheartened.

    The bride really didn’t want to marry him.

    Bodin prepared himself for the rejection and could only sit in his bedroom feeling depressed. In reality, Chanpa hurried to cleanse himself, preparing eagerly for what would be his first taste of an angel. The itch he had been feeling couldn’t wait any longer.

    “My brother told me to steal the magical orb, but he never said I couldn’t steal the angel’s virginity,” Chanpa smirked slyly as he wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out of the bathroom. When Bodin saw the disguised giant, who now looked like a stunning angel, he couldn’t help but stare, utterly smitten.

    “Husband, I am your Bulan.”

    "I-I’m Bodin," the prince stammered, his heart racing as the beautiful angel sat close to him, pressing his chest against Bodin’s arm.

    “I hope you will be gentle with me tonight. I’ve prepared myself, but please forgive me if I make any mistakes.”

    “Uh, yes, it’s my first time too. Let’s try our best together,”

    Bodin responded kindly, unaware that he was being deceived by his fake bride. He had no idea that tonight would be a wild night where he would receive instruction from an expert, leaving him completely exhausted and hoarse by morning the next day.

    "Mm, let’s do our best together,"

    Chanpa’s eyes gleamed as he eagerly removed the small towel from his husband’s body, staring at the two magical orbs and the large, impressive length of the Northern City’s Crown Prince.

    I took back what I said. Even in the Angel City, there were some delightful treats! Especially this fresh, untouched one. It was the best I’ve ever had!

[1] Narayana is one of the forms and epithets of Vishnu. In this form, the deity is depicted in yogic slumber under the celestial waters, symbolizing the masculine principle and associated with his role of creation.