The Gods Keep Trying to Ruin My Cannon Fodder Character

[Seeking Favorites for Upcoming Novel: Accidentally Marked the Black-Bellied Prince [Female Alpha, Male Omega]]

After clearing 99 power-fantasy scenarios, Aizhe is transmigrated into a saintess cursed with misfortune because her ancestor slew a god.

She never expected the god-slayer to be the character she played in the very first scenario.

Aizhe: I set myself up?!

System: You have to experience misfortune in all kinds of ways and build up enough bad luck to leave.

With no other choice, Aizhe recklessly tests the limits of death:

Trip and tumble down a slope, bad luck +5

Taunt the pursuers, bad luck +10

Take an arrow meant for someone else, bad luck +15

Recite the wrong prayer at the annual ceremony and trigger a miracle in front of everyone, bad luck -666

Aizhe: I struggled for half a month, only to end up right back where I started!

The god appearing from the incense burner: Long time no see. I'm your comeuppance :)

*

The evil god once feared by all was stabbed back into its original form by Aizhe a thousand years ago, becoming a tiny flame inside an incense burner.

Never expecting to meet her old nemesis again, the little flame angrily flips open the burner lid: Let's see how you like this!

But...

The little flame's tip wavers and burns a hole in the saintess's dress.

Not only does she not get angry, she claps with delight?

The little flame goes pew-pew, scaring off an assassin for the saintess.

She doesn't thank it, but instead beats her chest and stamps her feet in regret??

...How can anyone get happier the unluckier they are???

The little flame wolfs down charcoal, determined to bless her with good luck (not really).

*

The whole kingdom celebrates the day the king makes a grand public proposal to the saintess.

But the little flame in the incense burner seems to have turned green...

Later, the saintess, believed by all to be favored by the gods, is cornered by a silver-haired deity.

Desperate to find a way to refuse his proposal, Aizhe has a sudden inspiration and offers him a dagger: Please, just stab me already.

The god, about to declare his claim on her: ?

#Offbeat thinker, carefree, short-tempered saintess x stubborn, more than just stubborn, shamelessly flirtatious, tsundere deity

#A silly little Western fantasy sweet treat

#The male lead is a flame at first, then takes human form midway through

New novel now updating: The Demon Lord Can't Stop Thinking About Me [Book Transmigration]

Stubborn B-king x dramatic sweetheart

After a Book Transmigration, Zhili gets a warning from the System for going too wild during her first capture mission. She has to restart and complete a new mission if she wants to survive.

Zhili: This is hilarious. I'm not scared at all. Bring them on, I'll roast them all.

Then she transmigrates five hundred years into the future, becoming the treasured darling of the foremost immortal sect. She leisurely arrives at her fiance's home in a white jade sedan carried by eight immortal cranes, ready to enjoy a comfortable life of freeloading, lying flat, and saying whatever she wants.

Zhili: Playing a glamorous young lady? Easy.

But when she lifts the sedan curtain, she sees a familiar face:

Xie Yingchen, the target of her last mission.

Zhili: ...

Who does Xie Yingchen think he is? He only looks arrogant, but he's really just a flower who hasn't blossomed. With my breathtaking beauty and top-tier Mary Sue family background, once I get serious, he won't stand a chance against me, even if there are ten of him

Instead, he simply smiles serenely. "My heart already belongs to someone else. I can't fall for you."

Zhili: …What?

*

And so

Xie Yingchen goes east, she goes west.

Xie Yingchen duels, she plays with cats.

Xie Yingchen coughs blood, she burns paper offerings.

Until the day Zhili falls into his nightmare along with him.

The mark of the inner demon appears on his forehead. His face is deathly pale, yet he refuses to let go of her, as though he wants to meld her into his very bones. He whispers in her ear:

"A-Nian, how long are you going to keep this up with me?"

"You shattered my heartless path, and now you want to walk away?"

A stubborn B-king who keeps waiting for his beloved to recognize him, only to never get his wish and finally break down from bottling it all up x A dramatic sweetheart who wears a secret identity and is determined to rile him up, never realizing she's already been found out

Next up: Accidentally Marked the Black-Bellied Prince [Female Alpha, Male Omega]

Qiao Yi was once the highest-ranked bounty hunter in the empire, famous for her one-of-a-kind Cross-Blade technique.

The day she saved up fifty million and planned to retire early and lie flat, a royal marriage contract dropped out of nowhere.

Qiao Yi: I'd rather starve than take a single handout from the royal family!

At her first meeting with the mysterious, low-profile youngest prince of the royal family, he is radiant and elegant, with translucent skin and a beauty beyond mortal ken.

Qiao Yi: Handouts from the royals sure are sweet.

Everyone approves of this match between a wealthy Alpha and a beautiful Omega, including the dignified Omega prince himself, who gives a smiling nod of approval.

It's just that her gentle, considerate, endlessly compliant fiance sometimes regards Qiao Yi with a strange look she can't understand.

After their engagement, his possessiveness toward Qiao Yi grows ever stronger.

Whether he's straightening his collar, putting on a necklace, or drying his hair, he loves asking her to do it for him, while subtly exposing the gland at the back of his neck.

Qiao Yi assumes she's just imagining things.

Until one night, in the glass conservatory just one door away from the banquet hall, her usually reserved fiance takes her hand and guides it over his brows, the corner of his lips, and his Adam's apple, then down to the back of his neck.

Qiao Yi panics: "Isn't it too soon to mark you?"

"You marked me long ago." He guides her fingertips to his gland, where a faint cross-shaped scar lies.

Qiao Yi is stunned. "Impossible. When did I, "

"Would you like me to help you remember?" His cool Omega pheromones fill the air as his low voice brushes past her ear. "It's been one year, four months, and nine days since you left me behind."

*

Late at night, one year, four months, and nine days ago, Qiao Yi accidentally boarded an out-of-control giant moth mecha while evacuating from a mission.

To wrest control of it back, she had no choice but to stab twice into the interface at the mecha's neck.

Could it be...

The giant moth she rode off on back then wasn't a mecha, but the cool and gentle Omega fiance standing before her????!!!!

Aspiration: Even in adversity, press onward with courage and treat others sincerely. That's how you build a beautiful, happy life.