Pilgrimage [Western Fantasy]

The most devoted believer in this world is the one who loves you in earnest. You, the one who is loved, have you ever known? Every time you meet, it is his pilgrimage. Estelle transmigrated into a palace romance comic she'd read, becoming the wicked villainess. The villainess was born into nobility and possessed breathtaking beauty. She was like a gorgeous rose, bursting with color, yet she was hopelessly in love with the Crown Prince and met a tragic end. Fortunately, Estelle met Ciel, who had also transmigrated into the comic, and they became close friends. Unfortunately, Ciel died a brutal death in an accident. She began searching for the truth behind Ciel's death. "The Grand Duke isn't the way you think he is!" "He's been deceiving you all along..." Those trying to dissuade her didn't know that Estelle had always known the dead Ciel was no saint. He was cold, obsessive, domineering, and self-centered. And yet, this Ciel loved her deeply. She also didn't know that after Ciel's death, the people who loved her spent countless nights praying in anguish: "What will it take for someone whose heart is occupied by the dead to stop rejecting me?" And so the Saint bowed before her, the Crown Prince offered her flowers, and everyone gave her their whole hearts and adoration. One by one, they approached her, undaunted, like pilgrims. · Japanese-style Western fantasy, villainess transmigrates into a book. · The heroine is every bit the beloved of all: a steel-straight girl with a signature skill of rejecting affection ten times out of ten. · Various lunatics abound. · Not a traditional happy-family ending, but a deliberately happy ending with no regrets from the heroine's point of view. P.S. The summaries marked with quotation marks are all quotations, and have been credited. Here are two upcoming stories by my troublemaking friends. Take a look if you're interested, and give these two serial procrastinators a little encouragement! "I Herd Sheep for the Creator God" by Sui Er As a shepherdess, Lily's job is to tend her employer's sheep. That means feeding and bathing them, taking them out to graze, shearing them, and making sure they don't wander off or get hunted by wolves or people. One day, when she went to deal with a sheep thief, she discovered that a passing young man had already scared the thief senseless. But soon she noticed that one sheep was missing from the pen! "Airi!" She sadly called the sheep's name, trying to find it. "If you can hear me, bleat!" The young man came running over and said, "Hey, I'm right here. What do you want?" Lily: "?" She thought he was joking and ignored him, continuing, "Airi! If you can hear me, bleat!" The young man fell silent, then said, "Baa." -- As the "sheep" created and tended by the Creator God, they all agree that life is hard. Undead Knight: "Whenever she shears me, it feels like she's stripping off my clothes." Skeleton Hero: "Whenever she feeds me grass, it feels like I'm eating nothing at all." Vampire of the Night: "Whenever she drags me out to sunbathe, I feel like I'll turn to ash in the light." Flame Dragon: "Whenever she bathes me, I feel like I've turned into a different species." Headless Saintess: "Whenever she pats my head, it feels like she's squeezing my severed throat." Divine Messenger King: "Whenever she whips me, I feel like a slave." Other victims include the Death Doctor, the Prophecy Fraudster, the Cursed Fairy, the Mute Songstress, the Daytime Nightmare... and more... ...As for the Creator God, one employer said, "Whenever she prays to me, she's spitting curses at me." "The Goal Is to Get Written Out of a Detective Comic" by Sheng Sheng Bai Tao [Third-person narration] I realized the truth about the world. I live inside a detective comic. Thanks to the artist's lazy drawing, I often get reused in multiple scenes with nothing more than a different hairstyle and colored contacts. My role is to watch or scream. I'm a completely useless background character. Even worse, this is a black-and-white comic. The world reflected in my eyes only gains color when the elements "incident" and "detective" come together. This means I'm also a completely color-blind person with a disability (anguished face.jpg). This won't do. After thinking it over for three days and nights, I decided I had to get written out as soon as possible. At first, I was full of confidence. All I had to do was die a righteous, logical death at the crime scene, witnessed by the detectives, and I'd get to take my final bow. Who couldn't manage something that simple? No one, right? Right? And yet... After Jize Zangci tried and failed to sacrifice himself for justice, my eyes nearly popped out of my head. Why?! After all this time, why still can't I get written out in front of this bunch of detectives??! Theme: Don't lose yourself. Loving yourself is the path to happiness.