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The Demon Lord’s Bride (BL)

Getting transmigrated inside a novel is not really a bad thing—you know the story, you have the power of the future in your hand, you know all the hidden keys. You might as well end up as the most powerful and omniscient being in that world. That is, if you don’t wake up during the epilogue. And yet I find myself in the body of a fallen priest at the end of the novel, a tragic hero who had his mana circuit broken in the last war, being shunned, drown in debt, and destined to die not long after. Fortunately, I know just the cure. Unfortunately, the cure was in the hand of one of the Demon Lords—you know, the race that my kingdom just wage war with. Would he give me the cure if I asked him politely? There’s no harm in trying, right? I’d die if I didn’t get the cure, anyway. “Sure, but you have to be my bride as the price,” the Demon Lord said. ...huh? Sir, you know I’m (technically) a priest, right?

Aerlev · LGBT+

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Leaving the nest is always an emotional process

"Sweetheart,"

Oh, how nice it was, waking up to the sweet voice of Natha. I immediately rolled to my side, chasing the source of the voice--and almost falling off the couch.

Ugh--damn, I forgot that I was sleeping in Zia's bedroom. Ot rather...I passed out. The mischievous girl was somehow able to smuggle some wines from the cellar, and somehow, we ended up donning a few bottles on our own.

"Be careful there," thankfully, the voice wasn't just a fragment of my imagination or drunken stupor. I felt Natha's cold hand supporting my body, and carefully shifting me back to the couch.

Slowly, I blinked my eyes and took the chaotic condition of the bedroom; mainly from candy wrappers and snack packaging though. Oh, and empty bottles. Also, a lot of pillows and blankets from other rooms since we built a fortress last night--Angwi would be sooo pissed about this.

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