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Grace Lightsinger is just a simple farm girl. 

Ever since the death of her parents, she's been taking this slowly, one day at a time. That changes when she dies protecting a stranger. But instead of a peaceful afterlife, she finds herself reborn as an angel with a mysterious "Saintess System" that no one else can see. She's made to choose between three factions of gorgeous immortals: warrior angels who fight demons, healer angels who tend the wounded, and love angels who raise morale through very intriguing methods. 

However, unlike other angels who can only master one path, Grace discovers she has an affinity for all three. This hasn't happened since the goddess Eternia herself walked the heavens, which leads to Grace learning that she might be more than just a regular angel. She might be Eternia's chosen successor, herself. 

But not everyone in heaven is happy about Grace's arrival. The scholarly Choir questions her legitimacy, fallen angels show dangerous interest, and that's not to even begin talking about the demons she'll be fighting. 

Grace wanted a peaceful afterlife, but between training, fighting demons, and trying not to die of gay panic, she's about to discover that heaven is a lot more dangerous than she ever imagined.

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Becoming The Strongest Angel With A Saintess System

"I-I AM holding still," Grace muttered. "You're the one bouncing around like you've had ten cups of that... that... weird... angel coffee!"

Alia continued yanking Grace's arm up to measure it against a flowing sleeve of silver fabric. They stood in the middle of the Divine Wardrobes, a chamber so massive Grace couldn't see the walls in any direction. Just endless rows of shimmering fabrics, glittering accessories, and ceremonial attire stretching as far as the eye could see. The air smelled like fresh linen and some kind of flowery scent Grace couldn't name.

"It's not every day your friend gets invited to the CELESTIAL BANQUET," Alia said, emphasizing each syllable like it was the most important event in history. Which, based on everyone's reactions so far, it might as well have been.

Zephyr circled Grace with a critical eye, holding up different color swatches against her skin.

The Celestial Banquet, Part One