The Lady of the House Still Hasn't Looked at Me Today [GB]

An aloof archmage with an academic streak x a gloomy little elf with a head full of romance

One is a Silvermoon City genius mage, high above everyone else. The other is a dark elf, lowly as mud.

When Kral woke again, he had a mistress.

He used sly pretenses and shameless flattery. Beneath all those appearances of obedience, he never expected to give away his heart.

The tale of the farmer and the snake finally played out. When the tables turned, the once-arrogant female mage fell into the depths below.

Ilyshan thought she would suffer the most terrible revenge, but the cruel elf knelt at her feet, lifted her hand, and begged her to put the gift around his neck again.

"Put it on... please."

It turned out that even a wicked heart could brim with mad love.

Love is a willing restraint, a shackle embraced with joy.

My dear Ilyshan, let us stay together until the stars shine forever.

A little reading guide

1. The dark elves have a female-dominated society, with men at the very bottom. Their race is called the drow. They all have dark skin and silver hair, worship the spider goddess Lolth, and start out Chaotic Evil.

2. There are tabletop role-playing elements as Easter eggs. You can enjoy the story even if you've never played.

3. This is an unconventional romance. The characters' values don't represent the author's. The characters are fictional, so watch out for manipulation and reverse manipulation in real life.

4. Kral's chastity is a variable resistor. Feel free to imagine whatever flavor you like.

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[Investiture of the Gods and Journey to the West] My Mountain Was Forced to Go Into Business

After the villagers sacrificed me, I became an indescribable being. When I awoke again, I had somehow arrived in the Shang dynasty, where humans and gods lived side by side.

I only wanted to start a business and refused to take a civil service exam, but I accidentally got involved with those three famous rebels of Heaven. From then on, my divine life and my romantic entanglements were tangled together in a mess.

From complete obscurity to throwing punches at Kunlun, this mountain god needs only three steps to rise above the Three Realms.

First, strip the mountain bare to build up some initial capital. Next, bet on the Investiture of the Gods war and seize the opportunity. Finally, monopolize the Journey to the West IP and upgrade the business.

The most important step is to bring the three rebellious High Gods along and open branches across the Three Realms, crushing Penglai and Kunlun in the rat race and claiming the top spot in the industry.

Whenever the Heavenly Court Daily asks who's really supporting the goddess of Mount Buzhou, those three troublesome partners holding honorary positions on my mountain are always the first to start fighting.

P.S. I'll keep writing this in September. It's harder for me than the Western fantasy story, with mythology, history, folk customs, legends, and all sorts of things tossed into one big pot. I'll do my best to make it good...

Core message: In the midst of unequal power, objectification, and trauma, two broken people move from possession to acceptance, from tools to partners, and ultimately save and complete each other through the choices they make.