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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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Who cares about swords and magic, please give me a phone!

"Do you think he's angry?"

I was laying down on my stomach, on the comfortable library couch. The fabric felt soft on my cheek, and it was easy to fall asleep there with the warm sunlight pouring from the huge window.

But I couldn't.

I had been resolving myself to face Natha and...well, I didn't actually have a concrete plan on what I wanted to convey to him. But I did want to address the thing about the doctor. Even if I had to twist some truth—just enough so I don't have to explain about the transmigration thing—I wanted to tell him that I thought about the doctor because they looked similar, and that I had no lingering feelings anymore. Or at least I thought so.

I wanted to come clean too, about reading his journal. It wasn't because I wanted to ask him about the continuation of his adventu—I mean, journey. Ahem—yes, definitely not because of that. I swear it wasn't because I couldn't find the next volume—I mean notebook—within the tower.

And what a damn big tower this was.

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