I woke up as a useless saintess who only appears for four lines in the original novel.
And to make things worse? This isn’t just any story—it’s a romance fantasy novel filled with monster subjugations and a tangled love triangle.
At first, I was thrilled that my favorite character existed in this world.
But that joy didn’t last long.
My favorite is the second male lead, destined to obsess over the heroine and ultimately fall into villainy.
I can’t allow that!
I made up my mind—I’ll dedicate my entire reincarnated life to ensuring my favorite’s happiness.
‘Screw it. I’ll twist this story myself!’
If I can turn my baby into the male lead and live comfortably, that’s all that matters!
…But then, my beautiful favorite, instead of falling for the heroine, confesses his undying love to me.
“…Why? Is it weird that the baby you raised so preciously wants you instead?”
And as if that wasn’t enough, the original male lead and other key characters start acting suspiciously around me.
“You are truly a reassuring presence.”
“Pretty sister, shh! This is our little secret.”
“Oh my, Saintess. Are you angry at this pitiful servant?”
* * *
“My beloved favorite, please… remember who you are.”
With my choices, fate begins to spiral in unexpected directions.
‘Excuse me?! I was only trying to make my baby the male lead!’
