The Demon Queen's castle stood somewhat removed from Lunaru's castle. They had been given about half the moon as territory to build a country and were now living peaceful and fulfilling lives. The demonfolk were no longer hounded by murderous impulses killing humanity. Though that neither excused their past sins nor served to relieve them of their fear of Lunaru, time was slowly healing them of both.
Today, a certain event was taking place inside the castle that was situated in the middle of their country. For this event, The Demon Queen Indra was dressed in a black suit, while the Fairy Princess Morgana was next to her in a pure-white dress. They stood before Lunaru, who was dressed as a priestess and reading aloud from a cheat sheet.
Many people would probably wonder why a celebratory occasion like this was being overseen by the infamous Devil King, of all people, dressed as a priestess, but Indra and Morgana were the ones who had requested this. They didn't need to swear to the deity who had toyed with their lives so much. Such a deity wasn't worth believing in. So instead of swearing before a god, they decided to swear in front of the polar opposite instead—a Devil—as a show of their defiance.
"Do you, Indra, take Morgana as your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to hold, in sickness and in health, in times poor and plentiful? Do you swear to walk the path of your lives together until death do you part? Do you swear to love her, think of her, and be with her upon the name of god?" asked Lunaru.
"No, not to any god. I swear to my wife and myself."
"And do you, Morgana, take Indra as your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to hold, in sickness and in health, in times poor and plentiful? Do you swear to walk the path of your lives together until death do you part? Do you swear to love her, think of her, and be with her upon the name of god?"
"No, not to any god. I swear to my husband and myself."
The Demon Queen and the Fairy Princess's wedding ceremony was slightly different than that of humans. They would never swear or pray to any god, only ever swearing love to themselves and their partner.
After hearing their responses, Lunaru spread her arms and her black wings out.
"Everyone, do not entreat our god above for the sake of these two. Through their bond of wedlock, they no longer need the help of any god. O Goddess, creator of all that is in this universe, you have created people modeled after yourself and celebrated their love. But that is enough. These two do not need your blessings. Even without you, they will live in love and create a healthy family. Whether in happy times or sad, they will never forget to trust and be grateful for each other. Even without your support, they will work hard, and continue to love and comfort each other, even when experiencing trouble. They will be blessed with many friends, and because of the fruits brought by marriage, they will grow and lead even more fulfilling lives."
Lunaru's speech denied divinity, saying that they didn't need help or a script. It asserted that they could walk on their own and asked the Goddess to please not do anything unnecessary.
Having heard this speech from beginning to end, Yggdra's face was locked in a difficult-to-describe expression, but no one at the ceremony knew that.
"Well then, everyone, all together now: God is dead!"
At Lunaru's signal, all the attendees shouted that heretical line in unison. At the same time, the sounds of celebratory clapping resounded as the newlyweds walked down the path of flowers.
Seeing them, Azura looked like she was about to die.
"Come on, shape up," Altria said. "Don't bring the place down after you got invited and everything."
"Yeah, I know… I know, but…" Azura trailed off. "If Indra's happy, then I'm happy too… We should celebrate…"
"Having been watching them from my position," Azura whispered, "Other people's misfortune is like honey, but their fortune tastes like dirt. Hey, Altria , we're drinking ourselves under again tonight."
"I'll join you until we both go down."
That day, two new couples were born at the wedding. Or were they?