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"Kk, kk! Purr~!"
I opened my eyes, which I had closed tightly, to the sound of snoring, which sounded as if its owner was taking his last breath.
Bright moonlight was filtering through a small window through which only the wind could enter, illuminating my narrow, dirty and dilapidated room.
I was wrapping myself in a moldy quilt, so I took the opportunity and slowly got up.
At that moment, I felt a sharp pain in my right side of my rib cage.
“HQ...!”
A groan came out of me unintentionally.
“Damn it, I shouldn't make a sound! I have to bear it!”
I made up my mind again, and bit my lip in an attempt to hide the moan that almost escaped me.
I bit it so hard that the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth, but that didn't matter.
I shouldn't make any sound at all.
I tried to move to stand, but my body lacked strength, perhaps due to the constant pain.
'What is there? Why does it hurt like this?'
I asked while groaning with effort, then lifted my shirt to find a dark blue bruise covering one side of my ribs.
Oh, right. I was kicked hard this morning by the “room head” at the orphanage.
This room president, who was twelve years old, used to tease me every chance he got.
He would provoke me by putting disgusting insects or cockroaches under my comforter, or by spitting in my food.
However, as a boss, he had never put his hand on me unlike the other kids, but today he was extremely angry. As soon as he saw me, he kicked me hard.
Saying that my going as an adopted daughter to the “Duke” family is illogical.
He rushed towards me, hurling insults at me that I cannot imagine coming from a twelve-year-old child. He ended up being exposed by the supervisor, severely beaten, and then locked in the punishment room.
What a bad boy, this is the reward for his actions.
When I remembered the plump figure of that boy cursing and kicking, my body trembled involuntarily.
'You've been bad company, and let's never meet again.'
I said goodbye to that boy in my heart forever, then I took out the roots of small herbs that I had hidden under my pillow.
They were just weeds that could easily be seen all over the continent, but they were my only emergency medicine.
Some may know and others may not, but these herbs give a strong pain-relieving effect when taken together.
Since my stay here, there have been only one or two times that I have been severely beaten, and since no one cared about my pain, I had to overcome the pain myself.
In an orphanage that does not provide adequate food or water, it is impossible to have medicine.
During this time, I found these herbs that have a sedative effect.
Having to make my own painkiller because there is no medicine.
Isn't it a miserable life?
I smiled bitterly in secret and quickly swallowed the herb roots.
The bitter smell of grass and its rough texture filled my mouth, which made me feel repulsed, but this was not the time to examine these matters.
It did not take long until the sharp pain that was causing the moaning began to gradually fade away.
There was constant pain, but not to the point of preventing me from moving.
I had to get up quickly because it was later than I expected.
I got up quietly and approached the door while holding my breath as much as possible.
I looked carefully through the keyhole, and saw a huge man lying on the floor of the dark corridor.
“Karkarkar…! Phew….”
He seemed to have eaten a lot today, and his stomach, which looked like Namsan Mountain, was moving up and down.
Now is the right time.
I took out a small, curved iron rod that I had hidden in my clothes.
The opportunity is only today.
I took a deep breath, then inserted the iron rod into the keyhole and turned it right and left.
My hands, which were filled with bruises due to being hit with the big stick, did not move as I wanted, so the penis rotated in the void several times.
After several attempts, the sound of the door lock being removed was finally heard.
Knock!
The sound was rather loud, so I closed my eyes forcefully without will.
'Will the supervisor wake up from hearing this sound?'
Contrary to my fears, only the loud sound of snoring reached my ears.
“Purr, phew...”
'Praise be to God.'
I held my breath completely, turned the door handle all the way, and then opened it.
Normally, the door would have opened with an annoying creaking sound, but today it opened completely quietly, without a sound.
This was thanks to the oil I had stolen from the kitchen and applied to it beforehand.
When I stepped out into the hallway, a strong smell of alcohol hit my nose.
I saw barrels of wine scattered in the corridor and the bodies of those who had passed out.
Petty bastards.
It seems that they received a huge sum of money after selling me at a high price, and they started drinking in the evening, so they all fell asleep drowned in drunkenness.
“Mmm, hm, chupp chupp.”
When I saw them talking in their sleep with disgusting faces, my features frowned in disgust.
'Goodbye to you too.'
I quickly and lightly jumped over their bodies and headed towards the window at the end of the corridor.
The moon through the window looked exceptionally large and bright today.
Isn't it a perfect day to elope?
Before I opened the window, I directed my gaze to a small mirror placed next to it.
In the old mirror, a small ten-year-old girl was standing with a tense face.
My appearance was still strange to me no matter how much I saw it.
The girl with white hair shining under the moonlight and red eyes had dazzling beauty.
Except for the obvious blue bruise on her neck and her pitifully swollen lips, she was so beautiful that you might think she was a walking porcelain doll.
'...really beautiful.'
Even though I see my face through the mirror, I couldn't get used to it because of its extreme beauty.
I thought for a moment, then shook my head.
'This is not the time!'
There's not much time left.
I opened the window carefully.
A strong wind hit my face.
I turned back, fearing that the supervisor would be woken up by the wind, but the bastard was still asleep and snoring with the others.
I stepped quietly towards the surface connected to the window.
The building was very tall.
Because of the strong wind, my hair was flying around in a mess and covering half of my vision, but I was not afraid at all.
This height is nothing.
Because if I stay like this, I will die at the hands of the heroine of the novel.
When I climbed to the roof, I saw under the dilapidated building a cart unfit for an orphanage.
A luxurious white carriage elegantly painted with red rose patterns.
That cart was waiting for me.
From this morning until now, she has been waiting impatiently for her to take me and leave.
I looked at that cart and laughed at it as hard as I could.
'Goodbye, carriage. Now, the evil of this novel will disappear.'
I was just an ordinary employee in South Korea.
An ordinary person, I suffer from work every day and only think about returning home once I arrive for work.
My hobby was browsing web novels on my phone while lying in bed after work.
At one time, I practiced sports and drawing, went to explore famous restaurants with friends, and had many hobbies, but with the intersection of the Corona pandemic and continuous, never-ending overtime, all that remained for me was reading as the only hobby and pleasure in life.
Think about it.
If you come home at ten at night and go to work at nine in the morning, what kind of hobbies can you do?
The world of novels that I saw over the phone while lying quietly under the warm quilt was my only consolation.
Also on that unfortunate day, I returned from work with an exhausted body and lay in bed reading Webb’s novel.
As soon as I was lying down, a notification appeared - as if it had been waiting for me - that an additional chapter had been updated to my favorite novel.
"Really? New extra chapter!"
I entered the “Cocoa Page” application with enthusiasm, and I said to myself: “Writer, take all my money!”
At that moment, I should have doubted for once.
Sudden download notification after 11pm.
A novel whose additional chapters have ended, and more than a year has passed since the writer left her concluding words.
Is it possible for a new additional chapter to be released? She is the one who actually turned into a “manhwa”.
But at that time I didn't think of anything.
I was just excitedly shopping for tickets because of the news of the new episode of my favorite fantasy romance novel.
“The contractual marriage of the daughter who went back in time”
Any fan of this type of novel will anticipate the story as soon as they see the title.
A heroine from the nobility class dies after being accused by the villain, so she goes back in time and enters into a contractual marriage with the hero, then takes revenge and finds love.
It was a popular “back in time” novel.
A comforting story of revenge for a heroine who grows stronger with the passing seasons until she becomes a superhero.
In addition to the hero who seemed a little disturbed and crazy, but he was only kind to his woman, and the enjoyable interaction between the heroine’s family members who showered her with love.
It was a novel that I read over and over again, and even bought the printed copies as well.
And not only that.
I bought two copies of the limited edition paper books, one to collect and one to read, and I bought character cards, postcards, and figures to beautifully decorate my bedroom desk.
Not only that, but I bought all the goods issued by the publishing house so that the writer could become rich, which left my bank account empty.
Is there a new chapter for a novel like this? Of course as a loyal fan I had no choice but to purchase.
The moment I clicked on the icon with a beating heart, I was embodied as a character in my favorite novel.
In whom was I incarnated?
Going back in time, revenge, contractual marriage, a loving family, being incarnated in a book... With all these keywords appearing, what's left?
“Villain incarnation” was very common.
Yes. I have now embodied the role of the villain in my favorite novel.
Here, if I had embodied an evil character who carries a fan and laughs “ho ho ho” and harasses the heroine with her followers, or a villain who is jealous of the hero’s love and gets in his way, I would have accepted it.
Once it was time for me to leave, I would sincerely apologize and disappear from the sight of the heroes forever.
But the character I embodied...was not evil on this kind level.
She was a psycho who took pleasure in torturing and killing people, and summoned demons to drown the continent in a sea of blood. In short, she was the ultimate hidden mover! And the axis of evil! And evil itself!
In the end, the world of the novel is completely destroyed by this sadistic villain.
This was the biggest problem I faced.
Because the destroyed world went back in time about ten years thanks to the heroine's power.
And I was completely embodied in the childhood stage of that villain in this world that went back in time.
‘Why did I incarnate at this particular period!’
If the incarnation had been before the return in time, I would have become a villain who reformed herself and lived happily with the heroine.
What is the end left for me?
Unfortunately, there was only a horrific death by being burned alive at the hands of the heroes who became superhuman after traveling back in time.