Transmigrated as the Boss's Dedicated Priest

Upcoming story: [Cthulhu] The Chaos Gremlin God of Fun Has His Eye on Me. Please visit my author page and add it to your reading list, mwah~ Blurb: I was playing a game and singing along when everything went black, and I was pulled into the game. As a Priest, the worst class in the current version and good for nothing but looking pretty, Manshin gets separated from her teammates in a dangerous random dungeon. Surrounded by ghosts, she decides to cling to an NPC and survive. Only later does Manshin learn that this NPC isn't some ordinary passerby, but the strongest boss in the game, one no one has ever managed to defeat. Whatever. Once she gets back to the real world, none of it will matter. But the boss's gaze grows more and more intense by the day, his red eyes seeming to burn with flames. Until one day... "The player protection system on this continent is on the verge of collapse, and I'm tired of it too. Why don't I take you back to my domain..." Manshin: "Boss! I was wrong! Can I still reload my save?" A lighthearted, playful pseudo-MMO story. The nonhuman male lead has no limits. Just bring on the sweetness~ Upcoming story: [Cthulhu] The Chaos Gremlin God of Fun Has His Eye on Me. Investigator File Name: Onia Occupation: Socialite Suffers from severe nervous exhaustion Can't sleep unless she has bullets hidden in her bra and a knife tucked under her skirt Diary, Entry One One day, I suddenly realized that this seemingly unchanged, boring daily life was actually full of danger, surrounded by indescribable horrors. I've seen plenty of strange and dangerous things, and had the good fortune to survive. My nerves are even worse now, but I've also learned a lot of things I never wanted to know. They say people like me are called legendary investigators. Anyway, I still have to earn a living, and this damn life has to go on. I should update my handbag too, mainly to defend myself against that vile deity who teases humans as if they were bugs. Diary, Entry Two It has its eye on me after all. That's fine. As long as it still finds me entertaining, I won't die. Diary, Entry Three I'm really sick of this. That thing is such a pervert! Who keeps playing with the same bug for three hundred years without getting bored? And now it wants to have a relationship with the bug? Theme: