Because my ancestors committed murder, my life was saved by marrying a goblin.
When I turned 18, my fifty-year-old mother unexpectedly became pregnant, and she was still convinced that it was a boy. For this reason, my grandmother, who was a Chuma fairy, cursed me, making me bear the seven hardships of the world to bless him and wish that the male son of the family would fly high and spread his wings...
What's even more frightening is that not only was I cursed, I was also targeted by other dirty things. If I wasn't careful, I would be dragged down to the eighteenth level of hell by them.
In order to survive, I became a disciple of an expert and found out the person behind the scenes step by step...
