
Man… I feel so out of place when I come across an ABO story with a healthy and wholesome relationship like this. Being exposed to so much toxic ABO stories has made me emotionally numb. I almost stopped reading because it’s so healthy that it made me question why I was even reading it.
P.S. Lol, they’re way too horny—I can’t. Nearly every chapter has them getting affectionate, kissing, and all that. Goodness gracious me.

“Uncle.”
“Don’t call me that. It feels like I’m with my nephew.”
“...Seth. Seth.”
Ah yes, ‘Ennead’, where Egyptian mythology takes a detour into pure chaos and emotional devastation. So, in these two chapters, we get THE moment—Horus, mid-ahem activities, calls Seth ‘Uncle’, and Seth, in his infinite villainous majesty, basically says, “Bro, just call me Seth. This is getting weird.”
And then, Horus. Sweet, beautiful, disaster Horus. His initial ‘oh-no-I-just-said-that’ shock melts into the most heart-melting, love-struck smile, and boom—my heart? Shattered. My lesbian heart? On life support.
Horus’ confession is out there in the world, raw and vulnerable, and all I can think is: “WILL SETH EVER RESPOND? WILL HE EVER???” Because if not, I swear, I will start throwing sacred relics.
But listen, I know these updates are false updates, because I’ve seen them before, but guess what? They’re so good that I will re-read them again and again until my soul ascends.
Seth and Horus, you absolute menaces. Keep destroying me. I love it.

What do you mean by Seth breaking rules for Horus? I don’t think he broke any rules—there were no rules to break in the first place. As the God of War, he doesn’t follow rules. And about that “yeah” you keep on repeating, I believe he treated Horus as his equal by addressing him by name instead of calling him his uncle. If you recall their conversation afterward, he laughed while teasing a blushing Horus. It was either casual or even a more affectionate gesture. When you have a lover or someone special, you tend to treat each other as equals by calling each other by name, regardless of age—not too formal, but also not too casual. Just balanced.

Oh, so the “rule” you were referring to is about what Horus said. I believe Horus meant that Seth usually doesn’t allow others to be casual with him. Because of his damaged reputation and the mistreatment he endured, he built strong emotional barriers to protect himself. By mentioning that rule, Horus was pointing out that Seth made an exception for him. I hope this somewhat clarifies things and you’re always welcome~

I’m not exaggerating when I say that the release of chapter 183 or 184 will be the end of me. I was in class when they dropped these two heart-stopping chapters that completely took my breath away. I was stunned—so much so that it took me a full minute to snap back to reality. I couldn’t sit still, clenching and unclenching my fists just to calm myself down, all while my professor was right in front of me, lecturing. The moment class ended, I bolted out of there faster than ever, just to find a quiet corner in the library to read it. Lol, I’m starting to not hate Mondays.

ARGHHHHHHHHBVHSXBXBBSBXBSBXBDBSBBSBDBXBDJXBBXJWJEKKEKDDJ MAN... I’D JUST MELT FROM THAT KISS. MY HEART WAS ALL GEARED N SHI, BUT STILL WASN’T READY FOR THIS TURBULENCE FEELINGS. THE WAY SETH ASKED HORUS ALL FIDGETY IS SO CUTE THAT I MIGHT DIE FROM SEIZURE OF HAPPINESS. WAAAAAAH, LOVE THEM DAMN MUCH.
Their love was like the shift between spring and summer—gentle at first, like the soft bloom of cherry blossoms, then growing into something fierce and inescapable, like the midsummer sun.
When they reunited, it wasn’t perfect. There were hesitations, old wounds resurfacing, and misunderstandings that made them question if they had truly found their way back to each other. But through every doubt, the yearning remained. Yuzuru couldn’t help but be drawn in again—the way spring melts into summer, inevitable and consuming. He burned for Kimihiko, longed for him, and before he knew it, he was falling all over again.
Despite the little storms, their love was warm, vibrant, and full of life—just like the changing seasons, always finding their way back to each other.