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Malevolent Deity in Another World: My Followers Offered Me a Saintess

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Dusk is summoned to a Godforsaken World by a divine-descent ritual and inexplicably becomes the Malevolent Deity of the Cult of the End. Right from the outset, a Holy Maiden is offered in sacrifice; the Church falls, the righteous factions close in, and fiendish powers lurk in the shadows! To avoid being slain as soon as his true identity is revealed, Dusk has no choice but to negotiate with the Mysterious Parchment he carried over from his past life—hoping to gain the upper hand and strike first. Tiered Sealing Relics, hidden professions, divine inheritances, ancient treasures…the epoch teeters on the brink of apocalypse! With each secret unveiled by the Parchment, Dusk’s strength grows ever greater. Years later, standing atop the pantheon of gods, he looks back and can only marvel: "I only wanted to be a good person, yet you all insisted on making me a Malevolent Deity. Fine—then I’ll be one to the very end.”
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