Why Is the Dark God Acting Cute Again!

Blurb:

Isabeni transmigrated into a Western fantasy novel as a cannon-fodder supporting female character.

To follow the plot, she went alone to the Abyss to be sacrificed.

Endless darkness swallowed her, and eerie white bones surrounded her on every side.

Exquisite flowers bloomed in the pallid eyes of the skulls.

The scent of intoxicating roses drifted in delicate strands.

Twisted tentacles of darkness seemed almost tangible.

The handsome, arrogant God of Darkness tightened his arms around her and smiled playfully.

His pure black wings were soft.

"I've caught myself a little pet."

A graceful, elegant voice rang out, as if echoing from the depths of time.

Isabeni was displeased. She wound her arms around his neck and whispered against his cool, sacred earlobe,

"You're the pet."

*

Soft cushions covered the dark throne piled high with skulls and bones. Pink bows were tied around the terrifying skulls, and the beautiful witch sank comfortably into her seat.

Black wings trailed behind her, and roses of the Abyss bloomed.

The noble god knelt before her, his eyes gleaming,

"My wife, Nini."

My wife, Nini. My treasure, always by my side.

Tsundere otherworldly witch x clingy God of Darkness

[Western Fantasy Pre-Release: The Demon Dragon's Sincere Heart Sparkles]

Lilith transmigrated into a Western fantasy novel as the cannon-fodder princess who was to be sacrificed to a demon dragon.

Rich red patterned silk curtains slowly fell, blocking the daylight outside the window.

Her thin fingers gently parted the soft fabric, and the vitality of birdsong and fragrant flowers gave her courage.

Brilliant sunlight spilled across the room as Lilith put on her brother's armor.

If she was going to die either way, she would rather take her fate into her own hands than be sacrificed.

*

"God of Light, Biluteli, I hear they're going to sacrifice Lilith to me. Can you send her over right now?"

Weitia propped his chin on one hand, excitement and delight shining in his purple eyes.

He looked forward to their reunion.

With her.

As an adult dragon.

*

The throne receded into the distance, and blood-red thorns surrounded her. Lilith gazed at the church swallowed by flames and gently curled her lips.

"I'll reclaim my crown and sit on the throne that belongs to me, even if I have to cross thorns and shed blood to do it."

Her pale arms tightened around the demon dragon's slender neck. The petite princess nestled against his broad chest, her rose-red lips vivid and fragrant.

"Will you always stay with me?" she murmured. "Little dragon."

Resilient princess x naive leader of the dragon clan

Theme: Keep your innocence, kindness, and carefree spirit.