I want to die one day before you. I cannot live a single day without you.... more>>

Rufus, the eldest son of the Inferna Barony.

He had proposed to the princess in pursuit of wealth and honor…

Only to be sent to the battlefield due to the king’s anger.

“You won’t die.”

As Rufus was in despair, the saintess bestowed upon him a prophecy.

Three years later, the war came to an end.

Rufus, whom everyone had expected to die, survived and returned, now praised as the hero who had defeated the demon king.

People naturally thought he would marry the princess.

However, the person Rufus sought out first was someone entirely unexpected.

It was the saintess—the only one who had ever been on his side when no one else was.

She was none other than Sarubia, the princess’s maid.

“Why do you still remember my name?”

“It’s not that I remember. I couldn’t forget.”

Because she had already become a part of his life. <<less

“So, Your highness, shall we make a bet? Whether or not you will remember my maid’s name after a month.”... more>>

“That’s not bad. It may be difficult to make eye contact with the maid, but her name is easy to remember.”

Liana Siodo was the maid who knew the subject too well.

To the point where she could understand why the lady she served would make such a bet with the Imperial Prince she had a crush on.

For a simple maid like her to take the Prince dear in her heart was ridiculous.

Therefore, she wanted to put an end to her unrequited love.

“His Highness, Imperial Prince Illyd, has awakened Manish. I have come to see Miss Liana Aradna, the only one who can calm him, per the priest’s instructions.”

If it had not been for her, they would all have been dead.

* * * *

“…Liana.”

Illyd pressed his face against Liana’s soft, slender neck.

“What took you so long?”

Like a wild beast trying to convince her it would not hurt her. Or like a young beast acting cute to seem good.

“I… almost killed everyone.”

Illyd reached for the hem of Liana’s robe with trembling hands.

“Don’t ever leave me again.”

He wanted to look good.

Only to the one who was like God to him, the person who held his leash.

But contrary to his expectations, Liana’s eyes were full of terror. <<less

Bianca Morning and Bliss Winston were the golden couple of the century among the Palbon socialites.... more>>

At the same time, they were also a show-window couple who tricked everyone.

Bianca thought that a perfect future would await her.

Until one day, she heard a strange rumor.

“It is rumored that the young lady’s fiance, Her Majesty Duke Bliss Winston, is seeing another woman.”

The rumors were true. <<less

After confirming that I had won the lottery, I tried to quit the company, but instead, I transmigrated into the body of a princess in a strange fantasy world.... more>>

The period to receive the lottery winnings is one year, by any means, until then, I must go home. However, the only way is in a diary imbued with magic. Writing down, ‘Returning safely to the original world with a 1.7 billion won winning paper.’

But, why does it look like a p*rnographic novel in the eyes of others? I’m not a weird person—

However, the more time I spend here, the more the warmth slowly seeps into my heart, which used to be broken and empty.

“I love you.”

My loving father, Diego.

“My little sister, our youngest. I’ll hold you because you might get hurt.”

Did that mean he’d lift me up? Contrary to his wild appearance, my eldest brother, Theon, has a kind heart.

“If you mess with my sister one more time, I will get rid of you without mice or birds knowing it.” Heyman, the second brother who is rather weird but handsome.

“Don’t be sick.”

Gray, the third brother who is cute but also harsh, truly made of real sibling material.

…Is this what family is?

Solea, the owner of this body, must have lived a good life.

No, no. Wake up!

1.7 billion won is waiting for me in Korea! 1.7 billion, I’ll be there soon! <<less

One year after escaping the laboratory, the Empire’s most prestigious academy, Mariposa, has announced a job opening for Magical Potion Professors.... more>>

• No gender/educational/age/social status restrictions.

• Immediate hire upon passing the Academy’s examination as a full-time professor.

Lamia overcame fierce competition to be selected as a professor. However, the students she was assigned to were from the magical potions class, notorious for not having a single professor last more than a month. The class was filled with troublesome students who had driven all previous professors to their wits’ end. But her initial impression of the students was…

“How peaceful.”

“They say you’re exceptionally skilled at making magical potions.”

“…Who are you?”

“If that’s the case, then can you hide my eyes too?”

The man’s eyes glowed with a spectrum of colors as he removed his eye patch. <<less

“Isn’t, isn’t that bastard crazy?”... more>>

Cahill was standing in front of the men with his excited manhood dangling.

Holly's face flushed because it was obvious why he was mad all the way to the top of his head at the assassins.

“That Ice God.”

Holly meets the Ice God Cahill while trying to avoid debtors.

Cahill, who has just opened his eyes up to s*x, stretches out a hand of seduction to the vigilant Holly...….

Accompanying the man who was suspicious from head to toe.

Is it really okay as it is? <<less

No one has ever told my story before. Neither the artful voice of the minstrel of Ithaca nor the lascivious voices of the sirens, who sit on the rocks and seduce the sailors. As they were not worthy to tell my story, I did not allow them.... more>>

I am well aware of the rumors and infamy about me in Olympus and the human world. They are nothing but mere amusement. The gods always need entertainment, so they have left it for themselves to tear apart and chew as they please.

Now, I intend to speak the truth. Despite countless rumors, I wish to tell a story that no one has told before. Why now? Because at this point, as the glory of the Olympian gods is coming to an end, I've come to realize that the only vessel capable of telling my story is my own voice.

Hence, this is my tale. A story rewritten solely from my own perspective.

It is a tale of war between Gaia and Zeus, while simultaneously serving as an elegy to my friend Metis. It is a discourse on the reason why King Agamemnon of Mycenae had no choice but to declare war against Troy, and it is also an ode to the one man I loved, who dared to stand up against Zeus, the ruler of Olympus, and fearlessly challenged him, becoming the only human to defy him.

In a new land where history has not yet been written, I have completed this record with the aid of a wise centaur and an excellent assistant named Agaphilia. If someone is reading this story, it can be assumed that it was done with the permission of the wise Athena, as I entrusted the story to her after its completion.

Having spoken the words that needed to be spoken and transcribed the words that needed to be written, I finally feel free.

I am Hera. <<less