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Before being considered the most hated and envied woman in the kingdom, Marisa was nothing.
Just a simple peasant.
Too good. Too kind. Too… fertile.
Since she was a child, her mother taught her to enjoy the little things: a warm loaf of bread, the birdsong, the embrace of dawn.
Her father and uncle, on the other hand, taught her something else:
"If a man approaches you with his gaze lowered, first smile. Then… stab."
Marisa has survived more than thirty attempts at assault. Drugs in the well, hands under the table, shadows at nightfall.
All because of what she inherited from her mother's side:
A figure made to give birth, warm, and provoke wars.
She only wanted to sow.
The world wanted to harvest her.
Now, without strength, with no way out, she runs through the forest.
Her chest aches. Her thighs bleed. Her skirt tangles with branches.
And the men follow her like rabid dogs.
But that night, unknowingly, she crosses a boundary.
A hidden sign. An ancient sign.
“THIS IS MY FOREST.”
And in that moment, the goddess of fate smiles.
Because there he awaits her.
A man covered in mud.
Armed, broken, and bored with life.
A wanderer in rusty platinum armor, whom no one remembers…
…but who was once the world's greatest hero.
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It's more like attempted abuse than NTR, so just enjoy your life with Marisa.