I Got Cast as the Most Hated Person in a Western Fantasy World

Lilith has always had a bad reputation, and she knows what people out there think of her.

"Violent" - I only killed a few nobles, that's all.

"Lustful" - Sure, doing it in public wasn't great, but none of the people I favored complained.

"Arrogant" - I transmigrated here with a System, maxed-out talent, and a noble status. If I don't act high and mighty, who will?

So, after losing the contest for the throne, Lilith, the defeated party, received not a single plea for mercy from the nobles. Before long, she had no choice but to leave the royal capital and was assigned a remote, desolate territory:

The Land of Frost's Lament.

Fine.

Looking back, thanks to the System's idiotic missions, the stupid things she'd done included, but were not limited to:

Hauling around a great eighth-circle mage in his little-boy form and racing on horseback, leaving the man, who had always had a fiery temper, so furious his face turned red and he couldn't get a word out. Asking a white-haired demigod who had lived for who knew how many years to enter into a pact with her so many times that whenever she opened her mouth, he calmly said, "No."

Even on the day she left, not wanting to humiliate herself any further, she didn't ask him to form a pact for the first time. Instead, she laughed awkwardly and said:

"If I told you I've been joking this whole time and don't actually want to form a pact with anyone, would you believe me?"

After a long silence, he gave her the exact same reply: "No."

He wouldn't even trigger a new dialogue option!

Damn it.

And that wasn't all. She had taken meticulous care of the chimera she'd found in some ruins, smoothing its fur and clipping its claws, only to discover it was a synthetic beast whose parts could be swapped out whenever they stopped working properly. It had no need for her help at all.

There was plenty more, too:

Ah... Just thinking about it makes me so tired.

Thank goodness I ran away. How could I possibly live in a place full of my embarrassing past?

"Big news! Big news! The new lord of the Land of Frost's Lament brought two knights back to the manor in just three days, picked up a whole group of wood elves in three months, and tamed a blue dragon in three years. She has countless lovers, and they all get along wonderfully."

Lilith: ^ ^

Go on, keep making things up.

Everyone hates me. Who would believe this nonsense... Wait, what do you mean the royal capital has sent thirteen urgent summons ordering me to return?

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The main story is told in third person.

The heroine thinks she's universally disliked, but in reality, she isn't.

I just want to pair her with different men and read an old-school Western fantasy System novel.

This is my own take on the world. All my personal worldbuilding is there to make it easier to pair her with men, so please don't read too much into it.

My tastes are unusual, and my trigger warnings might be explosive. The only thing I can guarantee is that the male characters are chaste; I can't guarantee anything else. She basically ends up with everyone, no rooting for a single love interest. The ones connected to the Seven Deadly Sins are definitely included; whether the others are depends on the circumstances. This is not a one-on-one romance!

The heroine has a huge golden finger - a super huge one -

I'm a hurt/comfort fan, so the story is full of different versions of, "Everyone else, even the whole world, treated me cruelly, but she was different. She was so gentle/cheerful/attentive to me..."

Then comes the self-conquest plotline.

Writing advice is welcome.

My third book, and I'm making slow progress -

My next book will be "Three Years After My Husband's Death." If you're interested, go check it out.

Theme: Never forget the importance of love.