Yakusu

My dream was simple: open a quiet coffee shop in my home. I didn't expect my shop—and my entire house—to be transported to the top of a gigantic tree in another world. Now, I have a System that provides infinite modern ingredients, an inventory of "magical tools" (like a smartphone and a freezer), and a Shop Skill that makes my cafe an absolute fortress. Inside my walls, no magic works, violence is met with crushing gravity, and even a Goddess cannot force her will upon my domain. In a world teetering on the brink of tension between all races, a humble barista holding a cup of Espresso has become the most dangerous—and neutral—existence of all. "Welcome to Panggonan Kawruh. Leave your magic at the door and mind your manners, or the floor will introduce itself to your face. Now let's share our thoughts and knowledge together." [Chapter 1-20 is still in process of rewritting.]

Can I twist my own fate? Can I avoid my own death? I woke up with no memories, only to discover I am Aurelia Aurelius—the "Villainess" of a story destined for a brutal execution. My plan was simple: defy the book. I saved orphans from the streets to change the future. But I learnt the hard way that Fate isn't just a script; it is a living force that bites back. My interference didn't save them—it triggered a "retaliation" that burnt another orphan's future to ash. Now, the Goddess has awakened. As I try to navigate this broken narrative, I realise something is wrong. The book describes the Crown Prince in perfect detail. It describes the villainess—me—down to my last sin. But the Heroine? She has no name. She has no face. The book never says who she is, only what she does. Trapped between a Royal Family that fears me and a destiny that wants me dead, I must survive long enough to answer one question: Who is the Main Character?

She was a senior accountant buried in spreadsheets. Now, she’s a Princess buried in a kingdom’s corruption. Amelia, a thirty-three-year-old civil servant, died the way she lived: overworked and exhausted at her desk. But instead of the afterlife, she wakes up in the body of Princess Caroline of Aushtage, a fifteen-year-old royal in a fantasy world teetering on the brink of collapse. Gifted with the ability to see spirits by the Goddess of Wisdom, Caroline isn't interested in tea parties or ball gowns. She sees a kingdom rotting from neglect, starving villagers, and a treasury in shambles. Armed with her modern knowledge of bureaucracy, census data, and agricultural reform, she rejects the royal guard to recruit her own "Shadow Cabinet" of misfits—a mercenary, an assassin, an adventurer, a young merchant, and a busty alchemist. Banished to the poverty-stricken fief of Chambery, Caroline must use crop rotation and tax audits as her weapons of choice. But with ancient spirits awakening, a brother plotting in the shadows, and assassins closing in, Caroline realizes that fixing a kingdom is much harder than balancing a budget.

I was discarded by the sect. My meridians shattered. My sister dead. My name erased. So I summoned a demon. Lilith did not grant me power. She made me her vessel. Now, something cold circulates where my Qi once flowed. The Heavens watch me—and do not understand me. Cultivators sense me—and feel uneasy. I am not her disciple. I am not her contractor. I am her anchor in this world. [DUAL POV]

Reincarnated as a normal human being in the cultivation world, surely a death sentence... No talent, no system...So no matter how I try to increase this QI thing, surely I won't be in the upper realm... Yet, I remember a book that I read in the previous world; it's Ars Goetia, which consists of 72 demons of Solomon. In this nonsense world where there is immortality, surely summoning a demon of Ars Goetia will work, right? Will Angelic Power be stronger than this cultivation power in this cultivation world?