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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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Children are the best weapon...in many ways

"Papa? What is Papa doing?" Jade looked in on me at some point. 

I was lying on my stomach, copying the statuette branches to my journal so I could figure out the correct path. Jade climbed the bed and clung to my back, sitting on my waist. 

"Papa is drawing?"

"I'm solving a puzzle," I patted the little boy's head on my shoulder. "Are you done with our training?"

"Mm! Ignis say we'll have to pay for da...damage! I we continue!"

I blinked and raised my head to check the room. Fortunately, the only 'damage' I could find was a wet floor that Ignis had been trying to carefully erase by turning it into steam. Phew...

"That's a good idea--you better only train outdoors from now on," I sighed in relief. Training indoors was good for controls, but there should always be a supervisor. "Do you want to go to sleep?"

The little boy shook his head. "Jade will sleep with Papa!"

"Hmm...do you want to draw?"

"Yes!"