I, Lynn, a life-stealer created by the god of desire.
The opening coerced the holy nun.
Everyone said that I was a blasphemer and a disgrace to the Holy See.
Only my childhood sweetheart, Leah, the Templar, looked at me as if looking at a treasure, and then shook his head in disappointment:
"That's it?"
"My Lynn should be worse, more ruthless, and more lawless."
She handed me the knife with her own hands and taught me how to plunder the opportunities of brave men, how to bind those powerful women with desire, and how to turn the holy Holy See into our plaything.
"Not enough, not bad enough."
Whenever I break through another bottom line, she will always whisper in my ear like this, with twisted heat burning in her eyes:
"I want you to be the most evil pope in history, and I will be your sharpest sword."
So, under the urging of the only "yandere" who understood me——
I took away the hero's destined artifact and companion, established a dark church that belonged only to me, and tore into pieces the script written by the gods.
Now, with my hands stained with blood, I am about to be crowned.
And the nun who I had bullied was kneeling at the foot of the steps, kissing the hem of my robe devoutly.
Leah hugged my neck from behind, her laughter was like poisonous honey:
"Look, it looks a little different now."
"The most perfect villain I raised with my own hands..."
[Reading Tips]
The villain male protagonist x the yandere female protagonist, a dark road that goes in both directions
The protagonist is really a villain, and all behavioral logic serves "self-interest"
