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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

"You've NEVER danced before?" Venus's voice hit a pitch Grace didn't think possible. "Not ONCE?"

Grace shrank back against the wall of her quarters, wishing she could just melt into it and disappear.

"I grew up on a farm," she mumbled. "We didn't exactly host royal balls between harvesting turnips..."

Venus pressed a hand to her forehead like she might faint from the horror of it all.

"One day," she said dramatically. "ONE DAY until the most important celestial event of the century, and our little demon-slayer cannot even perform a basic waltz!"

"Come on, is dancing really that important?" Grace asked hopefully. "Couldn't I just... stand in the corner and eat little cakes or something?"

Venus looked at her like she'd suggested showing up naked.

"Darling," she said slowly, "the Celestial Banquet isn't just dinner and speeches. After the formal presentations, there will be DANCING. And EVERYONE dances. It's tradition!"

The Celestial Banquet, Part Four