Aerlev

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?

The Demon Lord’s Bride (BL)

The angry roar came with a surge of thick vines and roots. As if each of them had their mind on their own, they chased the retreating Spectre with a vengeance. Each time the Spectre's shadow broke them, more would take their place, while the broken one regenerated.

It became apparent to the Spectre that the attack would happen endlessly unless they could destroy the source of power; yes--that human druid who somehow controlled the forest.

The Spectre had been coating themselves with their mana as protection against the hard leave projectiles, as well as moving their shadow to destroy the chasing vines and roots. But their energy was not boundless; just to escape from the forest, they might need to use every ounce of energy.

In that case, they shouldn't try to escape.

Forest of Punishment