What Character Setting Did the Writers Give Me? [Western Fantasy]

I'm an R-rank card in a card-collecting game. The game is set in a Western fantasy world, with three factions to choose from: the Church of Light, the Church of Darkness, and the League of Freefolk. Of course, to bring everyone together in friendship when needed, there's also a common enemy called monsters. Just like the traditional setup in every game, the player, the “Chosen One,” starts out with amnesia, lying outside the city, where a kind paladin out on a mission finds them. That kicks off the first tutorial quest. That's right. I'm that kind paladin. More precisely, I'm the game's tutorial guide. My sole purpose is to let the player choose an ID and unlock the combat interface. ...That's how it was supposed to be. But something went wrong on the game's launch day. Thanks to a programmer's slip, I accidentally changed from an R-rank card into an SSR. By the time the developers realized what had happened, word had already spread that the game gave players an SSR from the start. If they told the players it was actually a bug... “We'd definitely get killed,” the developer sighed, patting my shoulder. “We held an emergency meeting and decided to roll with it. So from now on, you're the [SSR Captain of the Knights Templar]!” Me: “…” And just like that, I was forced to become a real SSR card. This novel is complete. Enjoy! My new novel, I Died, But I Didn't Abandon You, is now available. All you heroes saving the world are welcome to take a bite Blurb: Couple: A tyrant top who randomly makes the big head or the little head do the thinking x a half-dead divine lord who's still got enough energy to crack dark jokes Many years ago, I didn't believe ghosts and gods really existed. So when the tyrant I'd raised from childhood pinned me to the altar halfway through the Heaven-Worshipping Ceremony and threatened me with an imperial decree for disaster relief unless I slept with him, I didn't resist. Then I died. The next day, I stood beneath the city gate tower, looking up at my own body hanging from it, and thought gloomily: What a mistake. So ghosts really do exist in this world. If I'd known, I wouldn't have agreed to sleep with him in the Hall of Ancestral Worship last time. It would have been so awkward if our ancestors had seen us. But when I thought about it, they weren't my ancestors... Uh. W-Well, I still feel a little guilty!!! Later, my butt ascended to immortality for its contribution to stopping the tyrant from wreaking havoc on the world. And since my butt was an inseparable and important part of me, I ascended along with it. On the day I ascended, the tyrant set fire to the palace and killed himself. His body was never found. The Vermilion Bird Divine Lord asked me, “Lin Chun Gong, what do you think of this?” Me: “I have a lot of thoughts, but first of all, my name really isn't Lin Chun Gong.” I am Lin Xiu Li, the Divine Lord of Quehua. I never betrayed the late emperor's trust, nor disappointed the people. My only regret is that I didn't get to see the little beast I raised before I died and tell him that, actually... I've fucking put up with you long enough!!! Of course, if you can promise never again to bite my belt, tear my clothes, or gnaw on my ankles, and agree to let me kick you eighteen times, chop you into mince, and fry you in oil like a dog-meat tangyuan, then I'm still willing to keep raising you. Reader's Guide: 1. In their previous life: a mad Beagle tyrant top x an upright, patient imperial tutor bottom. Beware: angst and bloodshed ahead. 2. The story alternates between the main plot and flashbacks, and gets going slowly. 3. The story is told in first person. Some flashbacks may include a little third-person narration. 4. Contains a lot of dark humor. 1111 Message: Saving the world takes a hero, and many hands to lift them up.