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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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498 Chs

Thank God this is not a horror novel

"Why...is it dark?"

My first initial response was surprise. 

I felt that one second of feeling like my heart dropped, which meant I had entered the compressed space between two portal gates. The moment my forward foot touched the ground, I should arrive in the Lord Castle's garden.

But instead, my foot landed in a dark space. I said space because although I landed on a solid platform, I couldn't be sure about it. There was nothing around me but darkness--no land, no walls, no sky. No Jade.

I realized then that I couldn't feel Jade.

It wasn't just a matter of 'It's not there' beside me, but I couldn't feel the bird, my familiar, who should have been connected to me through our soul. Even if I couldn't physically see Jade, I should be able to feel him, supposedly. 

But I felt nothing. Or rather, something was obstructing our connection. Was it this darkness?