Reborn in a Western Fantasy World: Ruling Avalon

Alternate title: I Transmigrated into a Western Fantasy Game, but I Really Didn’t Want to Try

[Not overpowered]+ [Lighthearted]+ [Online Game]+ [Western Fantasy]+ [Girls’ love themes]+ [Pure love]+ [No male lead]+ [Transmigration]

(Emphasis: Don’t connect this to classic literature or legends! It’s different from mythology!)

“Cowlick in place of a brain, slacking off in place of thinking.”

Above the gray fog, the stars shine all around you.

The choices of fate have always been inevitable. The threads of destiny intertwine, stitching together a complete life.

But you have to admit, it’s a bit much when the threads of the entire world’s fate are all tied to me.

Wangshu really doesn’t want to put in any effort.

But when she sees the peaceful town beneath the snowy night sky, its people singing and dancing, and the serene smile of the person beside her, she no longer hesitates.

The snowflakes dancing through the air lose their souls, and the dragons’ dirge rings across the wilderness. Yet humanity’s indomitable spirit still burns bright.

Avalon’s thousand-year plan was all for this one night.

“We will meet at the end of fate and stay by your side until the end, my liege.”