The Evolution of a Silly, Sweet, and Innocent Heroine in a Traditional Fantasy Novel (ABO)

The sunset, stained red as blood, sleeps in the west.

The moon, draped in a thin veil, makes its way east.

Sorrow blankets the world.

The people favored by darkness,

whispers from all things.

In the end, he fell into the dust of history,

turning to smoke, leaving no trace.

Owen: Darling, would you like a little dessert?

Nigel: (looking displeased at being disturbed) If your judgment hasn't deteriorated to the point of being as savage as an orc's, you'll notice I'm reading...

Owen: (a wounded look flickers in his deep blue eyes as he turns away with a small plate) Sorry to bother you.

Nigel: Ahem, I suppose I might be able to spare a little time to offer some comments on your less-than-satisfactory cooking...

Owen: (beaming with a delighted smile bright enough to blind a dog) Darling, you're so considerate!

Nigel: Hmph, this isn't sweet enough... (nibbling a cookie and mumbling haughtily)

#How should a black-robed mage avoid OOC?#

#How can a knight win over a prickly, tsundere mage?#

#Author, your wildly inconsistent writing style is sure to scare readers away#

#Author, your imagination is so huge it really will scare readers away#

#Damn, it's ABO, and you still expect traditional fantasy fluff?!#

#This is a sweet story [serious face]#

The story of a tsundere mage getting pinned down by a carefree knight and then [censored], just like this.

[Reader's guide: This story is fantasy + ABO]

I'm a reckless writer with terrible prose, and I don't even know how it'll end. If you want to tear into it, go right ahead~

It was originally called Epic, but seeing everyone else's titles sound so grand... I happily changed it to this :)

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