I thought I’d go to heaven after dying, but instead I got transmigrated into a novel and forced to start my second life. As none other than the fake saintess and villainess, Ordel Kyris! Just as I managed to pull myself together and decided to keep this poverty-stricken temple afloat until the real Saintess arrived, the universe hit me with this... [To achieve 100% divine power, you’ll need 10 billion won.] So now I have to revive the Sun God with money to prevent the end of the world? What the heck?! Can I speak to the management? I want my heaven back! So, I got to work. Hustling, begging, scraping together money however I could. But maybe... I played the saintess part a little too well? "If I had to choose between the temple and you, I’d choose to protect you, Saintess." That loyal knight commander, who still doesn’t know I’m a fraud, swore to protect me. "There’s no better vault than me, right?" The original story’s villain I happened to save now proudly calling himself my personal wallet. "Even if you’re a fake, I have no intention of letting you go, Saintess." Even the high priest, who knows I’m a fake, won’t let me go. And this world... It feels way too suspicious to be just a novel’s setting. Can’t someone just let me rest in peace already?
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