She is a bird bound by an oath in the Gojo estate; she is the curse manipulator's unforgettable nightmare; she is Asgard's heart-stirring thorny rose; she is the god-beloved fanatic in the Tenshukaku...
She is the little songbird at Love's side.
To compete for divinity, the god erased their memories, abandoned their powers, split their soul into countless fragments, and placed them in fragile human bodies to travel through myriad worlds and gather the flames of desire.
"Sing for me, my little bird." The golden cage was lavish and grand. The man murmured tenderly, both exalted above all and humble as dust, offering up everything he had in a state of madness. "You are bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh. We will never be parted."
"Anything else you wish to tell me, my dear 'judge'?" After yet another victory, she cupped the remains of the god of love in her hands. Her voice was clear and melodious, and her exquisite beauty was almost wicked.
[Don't fall in love with them.]
The inhuman voice rang in her mind.
[They're nothing but phantoms along the way. I'll be waiting for you at the end.]
"Of course." Her smile was breathtaking, innocent yet flirtatious, like a cloud no one could grasp. "I sing only for freedom."
She sits high upon a divine throne built of roses. She is the mistress of desire.
A host of ruthless big shots x a beautiful, powerful, highly theatrical seductress.
World One:
The newly appointed head of the Gojo family receives the last god in the world as a congratulatory gift from the elders.
"Don't trust them. Don't let them go. They're a fallen god, cruel by nature," the elders warn.
Talismans, hemp ropes, and a powerful barrier capable of suffocating ten Special Grade Cursed Spirits in an instant.
[Welcome home, Lord Jiang Hui.]
An inhuman whisper sounds in his mind. She has the ultimate beauty to satisfy every human fantasy, but her every move seems to follow a preset program, like a puppet. Her eyes are empty and lifeless, as if she's looking through him at someone else.
The super-proud Gojo: ... A stand-in romance trope?
Reader's Guide:
The story takes place during the trials of the god of love. Win by completing missions in various small worlds and earn the godhead's recognition at the end. (You could also think of it as an infinite-flow story disguised as a system.) It opens in the final round, where contestants must create their own personas and scripts.
The heroine's alignment is chaotic neutral. She likes taking on difficult roles, is a master of scripts and the queen of seduction, and attracts one-sided affections from everyone. Expect unconventional schemes that somehow work, and mutual redemption.
The different worlds are unrelated, with no love rivals, but beware of possible melodrama (wry grin).
Most worlds are sweet romances!
The original plot and timeline have been heavily altered. This is my take on a slow traversal, slow traversal, slow traversal.
Theme: Face challenges head-on and don't fear hardship.