I'm a Fairy, Not a Saintess

“Sun-nyeo, you’re just like me. You were born to help people.” I spent my entire life defying my mother’s words, vowing never to become a shaman. I ran from the gods until the day I died, only to reincarnate into the world of a Western romance novel, a place where my past shouldn’t matter. Or so I thought. [Can you hear us? You are our chosen Saint!] Even in this world, the gods won’t leave me alone. “Your late grandmother is standing right behind you,” I say, ringing my shaman bells with a practiced flick of my wrist. “She says the woman you’re dating is a hard ‘no’!” I died to escape this life, yet here I am again. To top it off, the gods have tasked me with preventing the apocalypse. My only hope? Persuading the Emperor, a man who radiates pure bloodlust and happens to be the world’s biggest skeptic. “A ‘Saint’ from the legends?” he sneers. “Stop playing games.” Of all the people to save the world with, why did it have to be a guy who hates religion?