The Time-Limited Goddess Who Stole Hades’ First Night

One day, I realized I had transmigrated into the most train-wreck-of-train-wrecks version of Greek mythology.

And of all characters, the one I’d possessed was the ill-fated goddess Leuke, destined to live briefly and die.

𝘐’𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦! 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵!

I’d been terminally ill in my previous life, too. I refused to die young again in this one.

I decided to overturn fate and survive.

And while I was at it, I’d even experience the romance I never got to have before.

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In the end, I succeeded—not only in changing my own fate, but in twisting the tragic destinies of those around me as well.

Hooray! Now all that was left was to meet a sweet, gentle man and live a cozy, lovey-dovey life together…

Or so I thought.

“How could you steal my first night and then heartlessly run away?”

“You said it was love at first sight. You said my face was your type.”

That’s because I didn’t know you were Hades back then!

I’m doomed. I knew it was suspicious—no one that handsome comes without a catch!

And as if that weren’t enough, other gods started becoming obsessed with me too.

“It doesn’t matter. After all, your final love will be me.”

Why had Eros grown from a child into a young man for me instead of Psyche?

“Forget all those men and just live a cozy, lovey-dovey life with me.”

And why was Athena looking at me with those possessive, unhinged eyes?

“Leuke, you said you like sunny, bright beauties. That’s me, isn’t it?”

…And why was Persephone clinging to me instead of Hades?

Why is everyone suddenly acting like this?!