Apocalypse: System of lotteries - Chapter 42 Soloman’s lighthouse?

In the distant future on Earth, there was a girl with God-like powers. That girl is the last survivor of the former human race that flourished in ancient times.

The Ancients.

And on that very same Earth, a new breed of humans with the ability to wield Magic emerged.

That girl began to observe the new human race silently.

Sometimes called a God, other times called Satan, that girl continued to observe the new human race.

This is the story of the happenings between the lonely girl and the hardworking new human race.

I transmigrated into a novel and became the villainess, Serina who comes from the noble Ducal Melford family.

As a well-to-do character, I tried to mind my own business, but the story had other ideas. A self-proclaimed mother brought back a boy – the duke’s heir and a genius wizard – intent on brainwashing and blackening him.

The contents of brainwashing are two things:

1. Obey our family.

2. And fall in love with Serina.

Thanks to that, the brainwashed twisted yandere is obsessed with me…

I can’t do this. I have to undo the twisted character’s brainwashing!

By the way, what’s this situation?

“Now that the brainwashing is gone, I’ll do as I please. So Serina, please, let’s do our best.”

I’ve solved his brainwashing… but why does he seem even crazier than before—

Did I make a mistake?

Fu Qian gracefully removed his skull, as if a gentleman were taking off his hat to pay respects.…Everything began with a transcended-dimension invitation.It’s a story of a high-quality Thug turning the impossible into the possible.Of course, on that day, the great being behind the invitation was still unaware of what it had done.

I used a cheat to devise a character in a game. Upon regaining consciousness after pressing the play button, I discovered myself embodying the character I had crafted, the ‘Priest of Corruption.’ This character was intentionally created with unfavourable statistics and is widely detested! The sole item in my inventory was the withered hand of a woman, yet could it possibly be the hand of a goddess?