I Slept with the Saintess and Ran, Now Everyone's Kicking Me Around

[One Female Lead] [Slice of Life] [Fresh Premise] [Slight Yandere]

A legendary sword that no one has ever truly wielded is said to exist on the continent: Viresola.

Legend says it represents the power of truth and illusion. It can reveal the true form beneath any disguise, and turn even the most absurd lies into reality.

Karen Seville, the only known psychic mage on the continent.

To pass the sword's trials,

he deceived a prince, manipulated a war, and incited the people of a city to slaughter one another over a false miracle.

To him, the human heart was merely a string to pluck. Everyone was just a tool to be used.

But the final trial was to win pure, untainted love.

Seville chose the silver-haired, violet-eyed Saintess, Luoxi Aimia, whose emotions had been sealed away by the Church.

Indifferent to all things, she possessed seemingly boundless magic, yet her heart was empty and she could not use her power.

Seville disguised himself as her mentor. He taught her many things, including what it meant to miss someone and what it meant to fall in love.

He calculated their love perfectly. Then, on the day their feelings were at their strongest, he slept with her and ran away.

Seville turned his back and left, letting Aimia, stripped of her status as the "Pure Saintess," face the Church's judgment and fall from grace.

But when the divine sword descended, Seville became its master only to be blasted by its light into a tiny figure just fifteen centimeters tall.

Viresola shattered into twelve fragments and flew to every corner of the continent.

Worse still, the first person to find him was Aimia, the woman whose life he had ruined.