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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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Playing with fire in a fun way

The play ended spectacularly with a roar of fire. It almost looked like they performed a play about a dragon rather than Salamander.

Wait--were they related?

Anyway, Jade and Ignis were very much enjoying themselves, and I did too. But without even resting, right after the finale flame was launched, the majestic music by the band on the side transitioned seamlessly into something brighter and more festive, with a faster beat of the drums.

As if mirroring the music, the audience's applause for the majestic ending turned into a joyful cheer of excitement as they stood up and started to dance to the music.

I was pretty flabbergasted, not gonna lie. The demons, especially the ones that belonged to the traveling caravans, were sitting on the ground before. But now they were standing and jumping and spinning around while laughing and cheering loudly. The actors were either dancing on the stage or jumping down and dancing among the audience.