She transmigrates to the 20th century, just as Europe is about to ignite into war...
Claude Maingold makes a wish:
She wants a peaceful, stable life, just like the kind people enjoy in times of peace.
What magic could make her wish come true?
Among all the possibilities woven together by time and fate...
Apparently, becoming the Dark Lord's godmother is the one thing that isn't an option.
Many years later, her well-behaved, handsome godson's eyes flash red.
“Godmother, you're being very dangerous...”
Magic that pushes past all boundaries surges between them, taut and fierce...
“Tom, you can only bow before me.”
The tall woman lifts his chin with the tip of her umbrella. Chains gleam silver as her robe pools on the ground.
Who has fallen into the madness of [_]?
Please note:
1. Slow burn. The scene from the synopsis only appears near the end.
2. The author is a sporadic updater. Enter at your own risk.
3. There are plenty of Dark Lord stories already. The author is unskilled but loves playing around, so expect OOC characters.
Theme: Dare to face yourself
Ahhhhh, I really like this setting
Spread the flowers, what your wife wrote is so hard that I couldn't help but dig into your manuscript box to find out! Sincere praise