The Eldest Senior Sister Insists on Being a Sacrificial Saint

The senior sister had a prophetic dream. In it, she learned she was living in a world where several books had merged.

The protagonist of "My Fate Is Mine to Decide" was her rebellious, adolescent junior brother.

The protagonist of "I'll Make the Scumbag Pay" was her clever junior sister, who was a little too lovestruck.

The protagonist of "After Falling into Demonic Cultivation, I Became the Favorite of the Whole Immortal Sect" was a cultivator she'd never heard of.

Even a beast she'd encounter during her travels down the mountain would be the protagonist of some book.

And she,

no matter which book she appeared in, was always a cannon-fodder character who flashed past in the background.

A hoarse voice whispered in her ear in the dream.

If she didn't want to be cannon fodder, she should keep her meddling hands to herself.

Stop worrying about her junior brother's cultivation and her junior sister's future partner. Don't try to take first place in the sect tournament.

Most importantly, don't save that beast.

Senior Sister: Oh.

When she woke, she straightened her clothes and, as usual, went to wake her junior brother and sister for their sword practice.

So what if she'd had a prophetic dream? If she acted against her own heart, how could she ever seek the Great Dao?

But she never expected the plot to unfold completely differently from what she'd seen in her dream.

The senior sister gently wiped her sword and nodded with a smile.

Sure enough, dreams always come true in reverse.

Reader's notes:

0. I want to write a story where good deeds are rewarded and love knows no bounds.

1. The blurb may be revised again.

2. The pairing is a helpful, kind-hearted, max-luck senior sister and the tsundere beast she saves.

[He claims he can't stand the senior sister's "do-gooder" ways, but his actions betray him.]

3. As always, 1v1, happy ending.

Theme: Love is the most precious weapon