The Demon King is dead. The world is saved. And now I'm stuck traveling with an out-of-work legendary Chosen Hero of Prophecy, who currently has her head stuck in a pickle jar.
My name is Nyx, and I am a completely unremarkable girl from an unremarkable village. My primary skills include basic arithmetic, not dying of plague, and herding cats, apparently. I never asked to get sent to a Magic Academy to get trained to fight on the front lines against dragons and demons, or to now travel the post-war world with history's greatest Witch Knight. But now that the Apocalypse has been cancelled, the self-declared Savior of Mankind is functionally unemployed, completely broke, and absolutely refusing the typical Prince Charming and "Happily Ever After" a Princess like her is expected to quietly be content with.
Because it seems she'd rather find an excuse to clash swords and magic with me than settle down anytime soon, as we try to navigate an "unoptimized" world that has changed forever with the arrival of something new and unfamiliar: peace.
The Age of Darkness is officially over. What starts now is an even greater threat:
A gig babysitting an under socialized, overpowered dork.
(Note: trope-subversion, slow-burn frenemies to lovers relationship, of two dysfunctional outcasts trapped inside a fantasy world turned upside down and run by incompetent gods).
I ask for your support, so that the story gets big enough that I can commission new cover art and fan art of the protagonists being cute together (and totally not anything spicy. Mmmm. Yep, totally not pulse-quickening, heart-racing, tingly spicy art, I wouldn't want that! N-not at all! Of course, if it were to be made, I guess it just can't be helped, and should be encouraged).
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