I found myself reborn as the main character in a cliché fantasy romance novel. Instead of the typical heroine’s journey, I embraced my new role, expecting a peaceful life with the male lead. However, reality had other plans—dating a soldier meant endless drama, with women constantly flocking to him. Tired of the chaos, I ended things and moved on, hoping for stability.
During a casual blind date, I met someone who seemed perfect—kind, dependable, and normal. We married quickly, thinking I’d finally escaped the madness. But fate had a cruel twist in store. Just when I thought my life was settling down, I discovered the shocking truth—my new husband was none other than the infamous Demon King.
Now, instead of dealing with jealous admirers, I’m stuck navigating the dangers of the underworld. Was there ever a chance for a quiet, ordinary life? Apparently not. Every choice I make seems to drag me deeper into chaos, proving that no matter how hard I try, destiny has its own twisted sense of humor.
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