Isabelle transmigrated into a Western fantasy novel as the villainess.
She was a duke's daughter: spoiled, wicked, willful, and foolish. She was responsible for 90% of the face-slapping scenes, and in the end, she was burned to death in holy fire. It was a tragic ending.
The System told her she had to follow the plot to get home.
Isabelle: "I just have to seduce the God of Light, right? How hard can that be? I think I can do it!"
System: "No. You also have to make Him fall from the divine throne and lose His divinity."
The God of Light was noble and aloof, untouched by the mortal world. How was she supposed to win Him over?
At first, Isabelle was quite troubled. She had confessed her love to His statue and even secretly asked an angel to deliver a love letter for her.
Then one day, she suddenly realized that the cool, detached beauty serving as her manor's butler seemed to be the God of Light in disguise.
And He had seen everything she had done.
Isabelle: Stunned.jpg
Was it too late to change tactics?
He seemed to know her personality all too well. She could no longer pretend to be pure and kind!
Isabelle gave up trying.
She decided to forget about winning over the God of Light. She was in charge now, and could do whatever she wanted. If she failed to win Him over and got a bad ending, at least she could enjoy His beauty first.
So Isabelle began trying every trick in the book.
She harassed the deity, trying to play the gender-swapped version of the domineering CEO and his delicate little wife. If she died beneath the peonies, she'd die a romantic death.
She'd thought the gods would punish her and bring her bad ending in no time. But things took an unexpected turn.
Just as she thought the deity's anger had reached its limit and she was about to die, the handsome, cool, silver-haired god pinned her in his arms, then caught her by the wrist and murmured, "Isabelle, you can't get away."
Isabelle: Wait, why does this domineering CEO and delicate wife script suddenly feel all wrong?
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Everyone on this continent worships the God of Light. Everyone, that is, except the duke's wicked daughter.
Yet the exalted deity lowers His gaze for her alone.
For the first time, the cold, detached eyes that held nothing reflected the image of a mortal.
He had once divined countless possibilities beneath the celestial chart, but every turning point in fate led to the same path: He would fall in love with her.
At first, the indifferent and solitary god refused to believe it. Later, He came to understand.
She was foolish and spoiled, beautiful but otherwise had nothing.
Yet He loved her all the same.
Wicked, vain beauty x cool God of Light
Theme: Change your fate through your own efforts