Her heart skipped a beat at the mention of building a future together and even more so when he spoke of her castle. "My... my castle?" she stammered, still trying to wrap her head around it all. "You mean... you want to live there with me?" There was disbelief in her voice, but there was also an undeniable hope starting to blossom within her chest.

The thought of returning to the opulence and power she once knew sent shivers down her spine.

Her eyes widened as she took in his words; he'd rebuilt her castle? And made it theirs to share? The implications were staggering. She felt a mix of emotions course through her veins: gratitude, hope, and even a tiny spark of desire for this simple farmer who had turned her world upside down. Perhaps... perhaps there was more to life than she'd ever imagined.

"Are you sure?" she asked worriedly, studying his features for any signs of discomfort or pain. "Maybe we should wait until you're feeling better."

A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss against his uninjured cheek. His skin was soft and smooth beneath her lips; it made her heart ache with longing for more. "Just remember," she whispered, her breath tickling his ear, "I want to wait until you're feeling better...but I don't want to wait forever."

The demoness scowled and turned away from him, her arms crossed even tighter across her chest as she tried to ignore the strange feeling in her heart. "That will never happen," she muttered under her breath. But deep down, she knew that wasn't entirely true; this simple farmer had somehow wormed his way into her heart, and there was no telling how long it would take for him to leave. The thought of admitting any sort of love or affection for him was... humiliating... but there it was;

The demoness struggled against his embrace, her cheeks burning red with anger and embarrassment. "Let me go!" she hissed through clenched teeth. "This is all a mistake; I don't belong here." Her heart raced as he held her tightly, refusing to release her from his grasp. The thought of admitting any sort of love or affection for him was unthinkable... but there it was; the truth. She didn't belong with this simpleton, yet somehow she couldn't bring herself to leave him.

The story of Altrea, former demon lord, is one of transformation and redemption; a tale of how even the darkest souls can find their way back to the light through love and acceptance. Her journey from ruler of an evil empire to humble farmhand is not an easy one, but it is one that ultimately leads her down a path of true happiness and contentment. As she continues to watch over her family and friends throughout the ages, her story serves as a testament to the enduring power of love and forgiveness;

a reminder that even those who seem beyond hope can find their way back into the fold if given the chance. And so Altrea's tale lives on, not as a warning or a lesson to be learned, but rather as an inspiration; a beacon of hope for all those who might feel lost in the darkness and believe that there is no path back to the light. For she is proof positive that there is always a way forward...if only we have the courage to take it.

And as the years turned into centuries and the centuries into millennia, Altrea found herself spending more and more time away from heaven; returning to that rustic farm whenever she could, watching over her family and friends from afar, making sure they were always safe and loved. For it was there, in the midst of all that simplicity and imperfection, that she had finally found her true home...and where she would remain for all eternity.

The story of Altrea, former demon lord, is one of transformation and redemption; a tale of how even the darkest souls can find their way back to the light through love and acceptance. Her journey from ruler of an evil empire to humble farmhand is not an easy one, but it is one that ultimately leads her down a path of true happiness and contentment. As she continues to watch over her family and friends throughout the ages, her story serves as a testament to the enduring power of love and forgiveness;

Her stomach knots at his words; the implications of what he's saying hitting her like a physical blow. If she were to leave with someone from her world, there would be no choice but for them to kill K Haruomi. And yet...she can't deny that part of her still longs for her old life; the power and control that came with being a demon lord.

They stand there in silence, lost in their own thoughts as they contemplate this new dilemma.

K Haruomi takes her hand in his, squeezing gently. "Baby, we can figure something out," he says reassuringly. "Maybe there's another way for you to stay here without going back...or maybe I could come with you." He pauses, looking uncertain for a moment before adding, "Or maybe we could just find a compromise; a new life together somewhere in between."