The Savior Miss Chose the Villain's Faction [Western Fantasy]

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In the Middle Ages of another world, there was a prophecy: a wanderer from another world would become the savior of this one.

Abigail is an ordinary chuuni girl. There's nothing wrong with wanting to be a savior, is there?

So she came to this world. The prophecy told her not to worry: as the savior, she was here to win without lifting a finger. She could become the strongest with ease, be adored by all the chosen ones, and even stumble upon a magical treasure whenever she fell.

A few years later, she reached max level. As a chuuni girl, of course she decided to go out and have some fun.

This other world had another prophecy: a god would meet an apostle who would guide her.

After managing to get herself thrown in prison, Abigail was released by a priest on the day of her execution. So she cheerfully decided to cling to him.

The will of the world wept silently. With so many candidates, why did you have to pick someone from the villain faction in the original story?

The villain faction that hates the gods, has been driven from place to place, and constantly obstructs the savior's arrival.

The will of the world gradually lost all hope. Abigail turned easy-mode into hard mode. Typical of her: she was supposed to learn magic and become a saint, but instead she became a witch. The chosen ones she attracted were beaten so badly by her that they couldn't take care of themselves for half a month.

Abigail, however, was delighted. She chose that guide, clung to him, observed him, and won him over. Then she realized that even without becoming a god, she'd come out ahead.

The savior is very pleased with her choice. A god descends into the world in the first place to create the world they desire.

An alternate medieval setting with steampunk elements. The female lead is the strongest fighter, chuuni and ridiculous, chaotic good, a classic witch, stunningly beautiful and a flirt. The male lead is gentle and patient, learned and talented, focused and devoted. One-on-one romance.

Here's a preview of another story in my collection: Married to a Frail General After We Were Both Reborn

Also known as: After Being Reborn, I Planned to Carry My Frail Husband Who Couldn't Look After Himself, But He Carried Me Instead

A mutually devoted, doting romance.

Princess Li Qingyi of Jiashan is the least-loved princess, the keepsake of a disgraced empress who died in madness. Once, when she was crying beneath the palace wall over some grievance, she heard a man sighing in the Cold Palace and gently comforting her.

She gradually learned that a sickly man was imprisoned there. He coughed constantly, received only one meal a day, and had neither charcoal in winter nor ice in summer.

Yet he often comforted her from the other side of the thin palace wall, talking to her about poetry and books to distract her and cheer her up.

Later, when the princess turned eighteen, she was to marry Du Yuwen, the Marquis of Wucheng, a man of whom rumors spoke. He was said to be a meritorious official of the dynasty, but he had fallen gravely ill and had such a terrible temper that he would not even show the emperor due respect.

On their wedding night, she anxiously waited for him to lift her veil. Then she heard a familiar voice. It was the sickly man from next door.

She had thought that if the two of them lived out their days without competing for anything and supporting each other, that would be a blessing. But he died young. She knelt before his coffin, weeping until no tears were left. When she woke, she found herself back at the moment she had first cried secretly beneath the palace wall.

Hearing the voice from behind the high wall, she cried even harder. In her heart, she swore she would never let him suffer as much as he had in his previous life.

Du Yuwen had earned great military honors at a young age. His achievements were so great they threatened the throne, and there were no more titles or rewards left to grant him. He never imagined that he would be tricked into the palace with a cup of wine, imprisoned in the Cold Palace, and tortured in every way, while the court claimed that he had contracted a serious illness and was living in seclusion.

His heart had already turned cold, and all he wanted was to die. But when he heard quiet crying from beyond the wall, his heart softened, and he spoke to comfort her.

His illness had grown too severe to cure. The emperor put on a show of sympathy, telling the world that fate was cruel to the gifted, then bestowed a princess on him so he could continue his family line.

She was the young girl who often wept alone.

The young girl he could not stop worrying about, even with his eyes closed.

But then he opened his eyes once more. He saw the familiar, dilapidated Cold Palace and heard quiet sobbing from next door.

This time, he had to find a way to survive and escape. At the very least, before he died, he would make those who had bullied his little girl pay in blood.

*They are each other's first and only. The first life is angsty, the second is sweet. The male lead is ten years older than the female lead.

Theme: Respect science and insist on facts.