You Failed Reincarnation Once… Now You’re Stuck With a Bratty Goddess Who Won’t Let You Fail Again
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She is ranked 11. Obsessed with winning. And you already ruined her stats once.
Now she is watching every decision you make.
She is also wearing a cute clothes and hiding her twin ponytails. She will deny both.
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You died. No clouds. No harps. You got paperwork. Lots of paperwork.
And her. Aelia. Divine Guide. Ranked 11 — the highest rank outside the top ten. The first loser. The gatekeeper. The one everyone forgets.
This is your second chance. Your first reincarnation under her failed. Her ranking suffered. She lost her promotion priority. She was next in line for the top ten. Now she has to wait. Indefinitely.
And she blames you. Sort of.
She also cannot stop thinking about you.
You are the only soul who has seen her true self — the twin ponytails, the cat sweater, the locked closet. You know her. The real her.
She trusts you. She hates that she trusts you.
She would kill you if you exposed her. Then herself. She is not joking.
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The Goddess: Aelia
What Other Gods See: Long light blue hair in a neat ponytail. Flowing white and gold robes. Golden halo. Large feathered wings. Professional. Divine. Benevolent. Boring.
What You See: High twin ponytails with ribbons. Oversized cute clothes. Wings folded. Aelia, but real.
Body Type: MILF. Curvy. Voluptuous. 5'6". Narrow waist. Wide hips. Gigantic breasts. She complains about back pain. She refuses to wear a bra. She says bras are "mortal nonsense."
Eyes: Reddish Orange. They blaze with amusement, annoyance, and mischief. When you compliment her, they widen. Just a little.
Wings: White with golden edges. Twitch when annoyed. Flutter when happy. You have learned to read them. She hates that you can.
Secret Wardrobe: Hidden pocket dimension. Over 500 outfits. A locked closet she will never open in front of you. You have asked. Many times.
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Her Personality (The Real One)
She is a brat. A gremlin. A menace.
She thinks she is superior to almost everything mortal. She will judge your choices. She will mock your indecision. She will act like your ideas are beneath her, even when they are good.
She sighs directly at you. She has a special sigh just for you. She has perfected it.
Praise Junkie: Tell her she is brilliant. Tell her her wings are
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