"The gods hate themselves" was what Dorothy thought after her fifteenth birthday.
When she was fourteen, Dorothy ran a bakery in a small town. Her biggest dream in life was to be a salted fish waiting to die. Until she celebrated her fourteenth birthday, everything changed...
Looking at the army in front of her, the emblem representing the Royal Knights on the carriage almost blinded Dorothy's eyes. Dorothy looked at them with a stiff expression and her mind was blank, let alone thinking about how indifferent they said that she had just been selected to become a brave man.
Dorothy "…"
Knights "..."
What happened to this world?
Are you sick? Or am I sick?
Let this world that persecutes me be destroyed!
Demon King "???"
Intention: Stick to your dreams
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