Chapter 1

Chapter 1

‘Where is this?’

When I opened my eyes, I saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

The shabby wallpaper, which I even knew the number of stains, was replaced by a ceiling full of colorful patterns that made my eyes ache just by looking at it.

I have seen this absurd situation several times even in print. So I was a little out of my mind, but I finished what I could call reasonable thought.

‘Dimensional shift? No, the recent trend is possession.’

The cool conclusion was that the sense of reality converged to zero.

‘If this is a possession, who am I possessing? It must be one of a saint, a villain, or a supporting actor. Did I possess the novel I was reading last time?’

A crazy idea like a romance fantasy character.

But despite this crazy situation, I didn’t feel too bad.

Possessing is not romance! In the harsh reality, I was not able to properly make friends, let alone date, due to the hardships of life.

I laid my head up to check my body.

‘Short.’

The white, soft-looking arms belonged to a child.

‘Possessed!’

The highlight of possession, of course!

I turned around with my unfamiliar body and approached the mirror.

“Ah!”

I screamed at my reflection in the mirror.

It reflected a child with smooth lemon-colored hair, which was a shame to compare it to the dull, dark auburn hair I had originally had, and purple eyes that glowed subtly in the light.

‘Pretty!’

The corners of the eyes that gently descended were reminiscent of the eyes of a puppy. The point on the lips was also cute.

A doll-like face that makes it hard to spit out words of admiration even if you look at it while rolling backwards.

“This is me…?”

At one time, I wanted to spit out lines that a protagonist like this would say, but I was finally able to draw a line on my wish list.

‘Clothes are soft…’

Judging from the smooth material of the clothes I was wearing, it was made of expensive fabrics.

Contrary to the gloomy reality, without worrying about money, will I be able to live a life of seeing beautiful men at my side?

By the way…

Whose body is the body I’m in?

‘Who owns my body? Where did the owner of this body go?’

Thinking about the owner of my body, I got goosebumps.

What if they took over and disappeared?

Guilt shook my head. But selfishly, my heart without conscience rolled with joy.

It was a time when I was trying to guess what kind of novel I was possessed by while enjoying tap dancing alone.

“Lady, what’s wrong?”

The door opened with a surprised face from the woman in the uniform I saw on the cover in a webtoon.

Surprised by the sound of the hastily opened door, the steps were twisted.

“Ahh!”

Everything came slowly. It feels as if time has been split into small unknown units, and the changes in the woman’s face with her hands outstretched are detailed in my eyes.

“Lady Armel!”

Is it because of bad thoughts I had that took away other people’s lives? I didn’t even think it was going to be a head-smashing ending.

“I got you!”

Fortunately, the servant succeeded in holding onto the small wrist.

Succeeded…

The soft hands, which had been mine until just now, were finely held in her hands, and I was cruelly lying on the floor as a pillow.

‘Isn’t my genre being possessed?’

I looked at my translucent, trembling hand in vain.

Unlike the hand of a small child who had just moved, it was a hand that was bigger than that, originally mine. Not a child’s hand, but my real hand.

The body, which did move according to my will, was right in front of me as if I were out of that body.

The droopy little body looked like there was something wrong with it.

My outstretched fingertips are transparent. It was foreign as if someone had set only my transparency wrong.

‘Oh, it’s ruined.’

Is there a case of crash landing while possessing?

Why me?

~*~

I was reading a novel before I went to bed.

The title was [Traces of Melting Ice Flower].

It was a novel that featured a cold male protagonist similar to a romance with a bright female protagonist.

I was recommended by an acquaintance and even received money to read it.

To talk about the acquaintance who recommended it to me first, it was a relationship on SNS.

No matter what time I contacted them, they replied right away, and they speak as if they have mastered everything with an unknown sense of distance. Lastly, sometimes… that person was a bit strange as they would text something like [How can humans…].

A mysterious person who can contact not only me but also many people at the same time like an omnipotent god.

There were a lot of suspicious parts, but this part can be easily overlooked as it is not once or twice a strange person messages on SNS.

I overcame such questions and read the introduction section of the recommended work.

The keywords of the male protagonist were covered with indifference, feisty, coldness, and regret.

In my sleep, I searched my cell phone to see if I asked him if he was unemployed or how he was always connected online, but as expected, I never asked such a rude question in reality.

The male protagonist was often threatened with his life when an assassin visited or when he went on an expedition, and the female protagonist was still growing as she struggled to protect him and develop her abilities.

However, the male lead was a tyrant and a garbage that could not be protected.

“Hey, that damn bastard.”

Before I knew it, my mouth, completely engrossed in the novel, was constantly swearing at the male lead, and I even got to the point of my pillow being wet with tears at the kindness and loveliness of the female protagonist in the typeface.

[“I can’t believe the love you say. So I’ll try my best.”]

Strangely, the sentences that seem to defend the male lead and the unresolved past aroused my anger.

“Confess and be obsessed, you’re doomed.”

The plotting murder of the sub male lead, the wizard girl trying to get back to work, destroying the wizard’s tower and being cursed by the sage, getting support from heretic fanatics, etc…

Believe it or not, it was not a villain, but all the atrocities were committed by a male lead.

[With every step he took, the black hem of his robe fluttered and a bloody smell was wafting out. The hallway with blood-stained footprints seems to have shortened his life…]

“Ah! That’s it for today.”

‘My throat is dry.’

Rather than expecting cider from the writer, I decided to empty my mind and recharge my energy, and chose to close my eyes.

When I closed my eyes, the text I had read tormented me again

“What the hell, what the heck, that damn thing!”

In the midst of the fading consciousness, something like the sound of the wind, or someone’s whisper, reverberated in my ears.

Thinking that I might have heard it wrong, but there was no change.

A man’s voice was clearly audible from the space next to me.

“Once…”

The voice showed no sign of disappearing.

‘Ear, is it a ghost?’

In fear, I pulled out the blanket and just closed my eyes. After feeling the body becoming heavy as if immersed in water, there is a loud cry.

My disturbed mind had to some extent come to an end at the sound of the voice piercing through my ears.

“Breathe, breathe! Miss!”

“…”

“Hey! Please!”

At that moment, I could see the body that was hanging in her arms twitching and moving.

Whether my sensory cells were on the verge of extinction, the servant was still shouting.

“Hah!”

At that time, the girl named Armel opened her eyes with a loud gasp.

“Oh my, Lady Armel…”

“I’m sorry, you were surprised.”

Then she fell.

~*~

That’s how it got to the present.

“Miss!”

The woman held her droopy body, and shook her again.

The servant was now sobbing in front of the body I had possessed a while ago.

“Miss Armel! Sniff…”

It was absurd to see a young child who had just regained consciousness comforting a servant who seemed to be an adult from crying, and then she collapsed again.

For a moment…

‘Yellowish silver hair, purple eyes, and dots on the lips. A familiar name…’

A name with a familiar appearance.

I was convinced that I had possessed the novel I was reading before.

She was a character called the villain in the novel.

‘Unfortunately.’

Armel Dyspia.

The only daughter of the Duke of Dyspia, and her hair is pale gold, mixed with royal blood.

As it turns out, the villain is a role that does its best to put the female protagonist in danger by using tricks.

However, the child in front of me wasn’t jealous of the female protagonist, or obsessed with the male protagonist and clung to him.

Isn’t she too cute to be a villain? If she had stabbed her husband with a knife in the unread later part, I would understand the villain title, but she wasn’t the kind of person.

‘I’ve made up my mind!’

I’ll have to make it so that there is no place for the male lead to fit in.

Aren’t most possessors split in two?

The original reformists and the original conservatives will stick to the reformists even if they die in this novel.

‘It’s not for me to know whether the novel’s development is twisted or not.’

If the ending is a happy ending somehow, I might be able to go back.

If I can go back before then, I’ll go back right away.

‘Down with male lead! Just evaporate.’

I clenched my fist.

But, as always, my happiness did not last long.

“Hey, Armel?”

My will burned for a while. The real problem started now. I failed to possess.

“Armel!”

Therefore, I am only a spirit body without a real body.

“Armel! Please look at me!”

Unfortunately, Armel didn’t seem to have the ability to communicate with my spirit body.

I wanted to cry.