I possessed a character—a witch—destined to be burned at the stake by the very boy she ab*sed, who would later grow up to become a tyrant.... more>>

By the time I realized my situation, the boy’s stepmother—soon to disappear from the story—had already dumped the budding tyrant into my care.

“Commission poison for him? Use him for your experiments…?”

Sure, the original witch might have hated humans, but me? I’m just an ordinary person who wants to live a long, quiet life!

Sigh. Fine. I couldn’t risk sending the little tyrant-to-be to another witch who might actually ab*se him. The best I could do was raise him until he was old enough to fend for himself—and ensure he returned to the palace without getting too attached to me in the meantime.

Thus, I played my role half-heartedly, scolding him just enough to keep him wary but never actually mistreating him.

“You filthy little rat! Stay out of my lab! What are you lurking around here for with that grimy body of yours?”

“Wait, you’re bleeding… Don’t touch it! Fine, I’ll draw a bath for you. Just shut up, make sure there are lots of bubbles, and play with the duck while you wash up!”

And so, I raised the little tyrant with only words of scorn and seven years of reluctant care. And true to the original story, the would-be tyrant eventually escaped the forest and returned to the palace.

Six years later, news reached me that he had fully matured into the fearsome tyrant he was destined to be. Well, as long as he becomes a proper K-tyrant and works hard for the prosperity of our region, it’ll all work out, I thought.

But then, one fateful day…

“Arrest this witch,” came his cold command.

…The tyrant came for me, just as in the original story.

But instead of taking me to the stake, he brought me to his chambers.

“Lilithea,” he said, his deep voice curling around my name.

And instead of condemning me to flames, he issued a different kind of sentence.

“Now it’s your turn. You won’t take a single step outside this house, and you’ll live exactly as I command.”

“What…?”

“You always called me filthy, didn’t you?” His lips twisted into a smirk.

“W-wait!”

“Now, you’ll find out firsthand what filth really is.”

That night, I learned the meaning of fire and ruin—not from the stake, but from the tyrant himself. It was a night of consuming heat, where bone and flesh burned in a rapture I could neither escape nor endure… <<less

A mysterious guest arrived at the old castle of Tarnu.... more>>

He was the first outsider to be welcomed since the lord who went on an expedition 10 years ago closed the castle gates for his wife.

The young man, who came to deliver the mementos of the deceased lord, looked shabby, but his eyes glowed with a strange heat as he watched the madam under his tousled hair.

His deep green eyes were identical to those of the deceased lord….

Quiet and unassuming, as if he were invisible, he began to visit the madam’s room on stormy nights.

As if he knew what she was feeling on such nights.

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“May I?”

He slowly caressed the area around that firm peak.

Though slow, his touch was inexplicably hot, making Ellenia think he was holding back a lot.

Unlike usual, he didn’t hide his young face, and his touch slowly traced her body.

“This place is dirty, cold, cramped…… I have this kind of body.”

His fingers, which had been teasing the tip of her breast, traced the waves of her sternum, lingered around her navel, and finally reached her bush.

Throughout all these moments, Edan’s gaze never left Ellenia’s.

Just receiving his gaze made Ellenia feel like he was penetrating her deepest parts.

That’s why she was already wet when his fingers reached the entrance of her core.

A sense of urgency filled Edan’s face, which had never looked away for even a moment.

"Ellie, I want to hold you."

The wet sound came from elsewhere, yet his dry eyes seemed to be filled with tears. <<less

Five years since being summoned to another world, Seo-ah had somehow managed to save it.... more>>

They were incredibly grateful, and now they wanted to send her back. She would even receive ample rewards.

But… does she really have to go back? There’s no one waiting for her there, and here, she had someone she loves.

“The summoning circle that brought you here is the same as the one for the reverse summoning. Both the caster and the summoned must be pure.”

The solution was simple: she just needed to lose her purity.

And as luck would have it, the caster of the reverse summoning was none other than the man she liked.

If she was going to give up her purity, what better way than to enjoy it with him?

The problem was that this man happened to be the High Priest, an icon of purity and virtue.

“Your Holiness, I… I feel… hot. Something’s strange… down there…”

“This is purely to heal you. There’s no other meaning here.”

She tried every trick to bring him down…

“Seo-ah, it would be best for you to rest deeply. When you wake up, everything will be fine.”

“Please feel free to use the bed on your own. I’ll be spending the night in prayer.”

Breaking through the wall of kindness and his iron will was proving anything but easy.

With the reverse summoning ritual drawing nearer every moment, can Seo-ah successfully win him over and find a way to stay in this world?

*

“I was determined to send you back. To your homeland, which you longed for so much—a place where you wouldn’t have to bear any burden. However…”

Somehow, his hands had wrapped tightly around Seo-ah’s shoulders and waist.

Holding her closely in his arms, he looked down at her bewildered expression, his blue eyes clouded with emotion.

Below, faint moisture glistened along his eyelids, a shimmer in the moonlight that gradually thickened.

“Seo-ah… Please, do not forgive me for this.”

He lowered his head and once again captured her lips.

As he closed his eyes, a tear escaped from beneath his silver lashes, tracing a line down his cheek.

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*Setting/Genre: European Ambiance, Romance Fantasy

*Story Keywords: #DimensionalTravel #ReservedML #GentleML #StrongBoundaries #DirectFL #SeductiveFL #CheerfulEnergeticFL

*Male Lead: Ephelinus

A masterpiece crafted by the gods and revered as a saint in the Sacred Kingdom. He is the High Priest who, following a divine prophecy to summon the saint who would save the world, brought Seo-ah to this world. Having closely witnessed Seo-ah’s homesickness, he harbors a sense of guilt and is determined to send her back to Earth now that her mission is complete.

*Female Lead: Jang Seo-ah

Before everything that happened, she was just a normal Korean high school student, but then she was suddenly summoned to this world and hailed as a saint (in the physical sense). After fighting fiercely, she actually managed to save the world. As a reward, they’re offering to send her back to Earth… but no, she wants to stay right here!

*Perfect for: Those who want to see a pure and chaste handsome man tearfully give in to the female lead's charms.

*Quote: “I’m sorry… Even though I know it pains you, I just… I can’t stop.” <<less

My father brought the sub-male lead who would bring ruin to our family.
And to make matters worse, it's a child who is supposed to be my match...!... more>>

There is absolutely no room for a tragic ending.
In order to survive and prevent Mishael from beating me, I transformed into a flawless lady with whom no one could find fault with.
As time passed, Mishael, who grew up smoothly, left for the empire to become a priest as originally planned.

"...I actually have an incurable illness."

I was momentarily surprised hearing the shocking revelation that the sub-male lead, whom I raised with great care, has a terminal illness.

"I... It hurts so much here."

And it is said to be a disease that constantly flares up without warning, causing him great distress.
And so, I only lent a helping hand a few times to help him deal with difficult situations.

"Miss... What should I do now?"

Misha sobbed, pressing his cheek against my hand.

"I, who desired to become a priest, have dared to lust after a woman and have fallen into corruption.... Shouldn't the young lady take responsibility for someone like me?"

Me, why me?

"I feel like I want to kiss you right now and die..."

So, why me...?
Where did our gentleman go...? <<less