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The Promising Love Matchmaker

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Lovemir Rimevol, a 20-year-old jobless lad, has spent his life consumed by hatred for his absent father, his cold mother who blamed him for her suffering, and a world that offered no love. After her death, he is left drowning in debt and emotional numbness, with no will to live. He jumps into a lake, seeking oblivion, as he is about to end his life. Almost meeting his tragic end, he then hears a thunderous voice pierce the darkness. [One who is lonely, one who met a tragic end— I shall grant you power, not born of hate, but born of love. You shall love… and in loving, be reborn.] 「DING!」 「The God of Love has found a suitable host.」 「Matchmaking System Activated!」 Why would the God of Love come into liking someone who has hatred all his life? But then the answer to that could only be found if he were to live the new life given to him.
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