[Western Crossover] I'm the Real Big Bad, Okay?

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[Coming Soon] The Fallen Subordinate [Western Fantasy]

The Archangel Ugafiel was the most revered, powerful, and dutiful of all the angels beneath the Lord. Ascetic and restrained, he was never tempted by any demon, and had always been God's most capable subordinate.

Until Ugafiel fell in love with God.

From that moment on, the Lord was no longer a Lord, but a "she."

She was so beautiful and powerful. Ugafiel's heart beat for her, and his breath was captivated by her. Even gazing humbly at her delicate toes left him dizzy with rapture, willing to give her everything he had. But her sky-wide eyes held countless subjects, witnessed every conflict and injustice, and never once held a trace of Ugafiel.

Like a giant dragon, Ugafiel silently guarded his treasure, willingly struggling between despair, pain, and blissful obsession.

Until one day, he suddenly began to think that his Lord... might perhaps love him just a little, too.

Once, Heaven indulged me, Earth indulged me, every plant and living creature, every primordial thing in existence indulged me. I thought it was all so boring, so very boring, until someone suddenly appeared. He pampered me but never indulged me, always keeping me in check, forbidding this and refusing that. I found it so fascinating. After he was gone, even my bones began to itch, and I wanted him to discipline me properly again.

Much later, I suddenly understood. Heaven had never indulged me, and Earth had never obeyed me. Only he had indulged me wholeheartedly, from beginning to end. He indulged me until we were both covered in wounds, until death parted us, until, in this endless stretch of time, I could no longer bear even the smallest moment away from him.

The world's one and only goddess: Serpas, a shameless flirt, utterly irresistible

The male lead, the Archangel: Ugafiel (the fallen archangel Ugahua is also him), restrained and ascetic at first, devoted and possessive later

The male lead is incredibly powerful, but the heroine is invincible. A battlefield of love rivals everywhere.

Past and present lives, without a single regret, even in death.

[Coming Soon] My Archrival Shattered His Meridians for Me

Yin Yue, a righteous and upright Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult, was raised in a demon's lair. The person she hated, despised, and loathed most in this life was the Young Master of Yunyan Peak, the elegant and radiant young man hailed alongside her as one of the "Two Peerless Young Talents." Just seeing his pretentious, affected face made her feel sick. She wanted to strangle him first, then herself.

Everyone said that the "Ice-Faced Young Master" of Yunyan Peak wielded the transcendent Lingyun Sword, his figure as ethereal as a cloud, and was the very light of the righteous path. But only Yin Yue knew that if some fool provoked him and made him lower those "cloud-embracing phoenix eyes," just a few words from him could leave them utterly humiliated and scrambling away with their tails between their legs.

Yin Yue hated him, but the Young Master of Yunyan Peak truly was vicious with his sword. No matter how hard she trained, whenever the two of them clashed while hurling curses at each other, she never gained the slightest advantage. In the end, she would once again be left sprawled on the ground like trash beneath that man's phoenix eyes.

Yin Yue dreamed of it, wished for it on her birthday, and grimaced every day as she prayed, "May Heaven open its eyes soon, and let this humble devotee defeat that bastard and trample him underfoot."

But when the day finally came and Yin Yue watched him helplessly, his meridians shattered and his body sunk in the mud, both hands covered in wounds and veins bulging, no longer bearing even a trace of his former proud bearing, she suddenly found herself speechless.

"The only one allowed to bully him is me! You pieces of trash think you can lay a hand on him?!"

Yin Yue grabbed her disheveled "archrival" and took him home.

No one knew that Song Yuan'an had a secret hidden deep in his heart. He loved someone, loved her to the very core, and even if he lost all his martial arts and had his meridians shattered, he would still protect her and make sure her life was peaceful and happy.

[Story Blurb] I’m the Real Big Bad, Okay? [Western Crossover]

Sophia was a demon.

From childhood, her father had taught her that a young demon who would one day inherit the throne of Hell had three main subjects to study: managing Hell, destroying the world, and planning to destroy the world.

So when she finally squeezed out of a dark little reincarnation portal and arrived in this strange world of tangled timelines, she was thrilled. At last, she could realize her grand ambitions and unify the universe.

But when did things suddenly end up like this...?

A wealthy man wearing a brightly colored, stiff-fabric "transformable, controllable wings" outfit in tomato-and-egg red: "Sweet Sophia, go deal with that arrogant idiot who stole my armor!"

Sophia: "What did you call me? Sweetie? Listen, I'm the biggest villain in the world! I'm going to make the world..."

The rich man sighed. "Sure, sure, 'Lord of Hell.' Go catch that 'good guy' who stole my wings. He plans to use them to build a better society! The key word is 'better,' okay? Don't let him succeed!"

Sophia rolled up her sleeves. "Got it!"

A consulting detective wearing a deerstalker cap and holding a walnut-colored cane, his gray eyes sharp as an eagle's, said excitedly, "Sophia, quick! Follow that taxi!"

Sophia: "...Isn't he a murderer? Let him go kill..."

"The person he wants to kill is a super arms dealer. Without him, who'll start a war?"

The name sounded kind of familiar. "Let's go! Take wing!"

Sophia was still dazed, unable to understand how things had turned out this way, as she stood in the White House holding a certificate of recognition as a "Hero of Earth," presented by the Secretary of State herself.

"Wipe the certificate with a spell..." came a barely audible whisper in her ear.

And so, on the morning of December 1, 2090, Sophia smirked as she held up her certificate naming her "Earth's No. 1 Villain," proudly and disdainfully enjoying the multicolored confetti drifting down from the sky.

The people constantly competing for Best Actor (breathing a sigh of relief): ...At least we fooled her again.

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The heroine is a little demon, adored by everyone, with maxed-out combat power. She's a cutie who wants to be a villain but always fails (hmph, she's definitely not a lovable dummy).

Doesn't follow the original storyline.

Completed novel next door: Jasmine Fragrance, She. An extremely tragic Harry Potter fanfic, Jas.mine (original character) x Voldemort. Beware, there's a whole love-rival battlefield. Very tragic, enter with caution.

Theme: There are always heroes silently bearing the storms and protecting the world, even when no one knows about them