Prologue

The blue moonlight poured over the winter forest.

Standing in the middle of a snowy forest, I pressed my hat deeper.

My pale silver hair was too obvious to be seen well in the dark.

After putting the remaining herbs in the basket, I stood up. When I looked up at the sky, a full moon appeared beyond the clouds.

‘It’s really time to go back.’

I quickly organized the basket. I had to hurry back home, clean up the herbs, and prepare for business tomorrow.

‘In addition, there is one more person to take care of.’

If you keep walking, walking and walking in the dark forest, you will find a small house. It was a shabby cabin that would not be strange if it collapsed quickly.

I formed a small fist and knocked lightly on the door. Then the door opened as if it had been waiting.

“Hey!”

Zion welcomed me with a bright smile.

“Are you having fun alone? No strange person came, right?”

“Of course!”

“Good job.”

I stroked Zion’s hair. As if my hands were good, Zion closed his eyes tightly and laughed. The deep dimples were lovely.

I took off my hat while locking the door of the house. Then Zion ran to me and asked with an excited face.

“Did you sell a lot of herbs today?”

“Yes. Thanks to you, I can cook Zion’s favorite meat stew today.”

“Really?”

Zion opened his eyes wide. Perhaps he felt better, and both cheeks turned pink.

I stroked the lovely little brother’s hair.

“By the way, is she still sleeping?”

I glanced at the child lying in bed. Xion nodded.

“Yeah. Even if she sleeps like that, I guess she’s still sleepy. It’s already been three days.”

“I know. This herb is good too. Is it not effective?”

It was embarrassing. Even though I fed her herbs that were hard to get, the child won’t open her eyes easily.

I breathed a small sigh and approached the child.

The girl with long black hair was sleeping soundly on the bed.

This was the girl I accidentally found in the forest three days ago.

It was my belief to never get close to suspicious people and not make eye contact.

But I couldn’t just let go of the little thing that seemed to be Zion’s age, struggling with pain.

“If you do good things, you will always be blessed.”

Why did my mother’s words come to mind then?

I brought the child home, like a person possessed by something. It was the first time to bring others into the house.

‘Did I do something wrong?’

I frowned a little.

However, I couldn’t leave the fallen child standing in the cold as the snowstorm swept in while the whole body was freezing.

Because it was obvious that this child would die first before waiting for someone else to save her.

But I couldn’t take her to the hospital. Hospitals were a luxury for us who lived in hiding.

Feeling sorry, I held the child’s hand.

The fever, which had been boiling for days, had subsided, but the child’s body was still like a scorching fireball.

I carefully held the child’s hand and let it cool down.

I don’t know if the cold air flowing through my body could reduce the boiling heat a little.

‘Of course, this won’t change anything.’

I’ve done everything I could for a few days, but there was no improvement.

‘Should I really take her to the doctor? But the risk is too high…’

It was time to think about what to do and think.

“Uh-uhm…”

The sound of pain burst from the girl’s mouth. Surprised, I got close to the child.

“Are you okay? Are you awake?”

The child slowly lifted her eyelids. Red eyes that can be seen through the long eyelashes.

The child’s face was beautiful, so it seems her eyes were also beautiful.

It’s vivid and red. It’s like a ruby…

Oh, wait.

Red eyes?

‘There’s only one race with red eyes in this world.’

I hesitated and stepped back. The fear that had lingered under my feet like a faint, descending darkness rose up my spine.

Maybe, if I don’t remember correctly, this kid is definitely…!

The child blinked her big eyes. My shocked face was reflected in her red eyes.

“Crazy…!”

The curse came out without realizing it.

This child was Little Red Riding Hood, the heroine who would eat my younger brother after killing me!

***

To give a more detailed explanation of this story, I would like to go back a long time ago.

Eve, the name given to me by my late mother and father.

I thought I would be called by that name all my life, but people called me by a different name.

Hybrid.

Dirty blood.

The first time I heard this name was the same day as usual.

“How dare the lowly things be here!”

The wolves particularly bothered my family. Even if I asked why, my mom and dad were silent and did not tell me the answer.

I found it very strange. We are the same wolves, but I couldn’t understand why they bothered us.

It was like that day, too. The wolves who came without fail broke the window of our house. With pain, sharp debris dug into my flesh.

Dad stepped in front of them. He protested hard that this was unreasonable and to stop harassing them.

“We’re living a quiet life! We’re living as if we’re dead or not here, so why are you doing this?” 

“You don’t know that? The child you gave birth to has tarnished the names of pure wolves!” 

The wolves said that and pointed at me. Dad resisted them, asking what he was talking about in front of the child, but he could not beat the wolves.

‘Oh, it’s this.’

I realized it when I saw my dad collapsing.

Mixed blood born between a mother, a male wolf, and a poor ice wizard.

-To borrow their words, hybrids.

Things that are neither animal nor human.

We were the only stain in this northern part full of pure descent.

The authentic pure-blooded wolves, who hold the northern part tightly, despised us, calling us dirty blood.

In the arising violence, we had to hide ourselves deeper and deeper into the forest.

I blamed my parents. However, my family was so precious.

We were poor but happy, and I was reassured by my parents. That’s what family meant to me.

But what was precious easily left my side.

When Mom had Zion, Dad died in an unexpected accident.

It was one day when the snowstorm was particularly severe.

My mother, who was left alone, couldn’t even cry properly. I just hugged and comforted myself saying it was okay.

Looking at my mom like that, I decided to protect my family no matter what.

It was a few days later that the resolution changed a little.

The day when the direction of life was completely reversed, and the day when I realized everything.

On that day, I was digging hard for herbs for my mother.

It was because she remembered what her father had said before, saying that there are medicinal herbs that are good for pregnant women.

There are plenty of herbs piled up in the basket.

I showed a proud smile. If I went to my mom with this, I thought she would smile a little.

However, the tranquil peace did not last long. They appeared without fail. They were pure-blooded werewolves.

Since my father’s death, the wolves’ harassment has intensified. They were demanding for us  to leave this northern part.

“Look, it’s a hybrid!”

“Dirty!”

“You can’t hide your ears as you want”

“Look at the color of the tail.” 

I shrank down. I haven’t been able to hide my ears and tail well because I’m still inexperienced.

“Dirty things should be killed!”

The leader of the crowd threw a stone at me. Something hot flowed down with a dull sound.

A red liquid dripped on the white snow. It was my first time seeing blood.

“Hiik!”

The basket I was holding fell on the floor. When I got scared, they enjoyed it even more.

The wolves laughed at me. Herbal herbs for her mother were trampled on their feet.

“Is it because it’s a hybrid? I guess it’s vegetables”

“As expected, the level is too low.”

I bit my lips hard when I saw the trampled herb.

What more should I do? What did we do so wrong?

I rolled my fist and trembled. I jumped up from my seat, wiping my tear-stained eyes hard.

“Get out of my way!”

I attacked them for the first time. I was just trying to swing my fist, but ice popped out of my hand.

I was surprised and shook my hand.

It was a power that even I had never used before.

“What have you done?”

The wolves approached me with a huff.

“All of you. Don’t come near me! If you come closer, with this ice…!”

I reached out my hand as if I were threatening.

But that was all. Ice magic was a common ability in the north. Moreover, a child who had just noticed the power could not beat the big ones.

The blow left me to die after all.

“You’re a dirty hybrid! Who are you to dare?”

Someone pushed my shoulder roughly. The body was pushed back helplessly, and I hit my head hard against the tree behind me.

It was then.

The afterimage I saw for the first time passed by my head.

‘Is this…me?’

It was beyond belief.

The woman in the afterimage was “me,” a complete human figure that had nothing to do with the names of wolves, hybrids, and Eve.

It didn’t take long to realize that the afterimage was my past life.

The place where I was reincarnated was in a fairy tale for adults, a rated-19 novel <Little Red Riding Hood>.

A novel adapted to the taste of adults by twisting the famous fairy tale ‘Little Red Riding Hood” once more in the world of past life.

The male protagonist, a wolf beast, who was left and neglected, was meant to be eaten by the female heroine ‘Little Red Riding Hood’ who was sexually active… It was that kind of novel.

If I were to trace back the memories of my previous life, it was a novel with a dominant female as a protagonist, sprinkled with MSG.

The name of the male protagonist in the novel, who caused double nosebleeds of many readers with a stimulating taste, was…

‘I saw it’

Maybe if my memory is not wrong.

‘Zion’

As soon as I realized it, I jumped up from my seat. I didn’t have time to be like this.

I squeezed out all my strength and tried to push them away. After that, I ran home without thinking.

“Hey! Catch that hybrid!”

The vicious shouts from behind gradually became smaller.

I was out of breath. The sweat formed on the forehead did not easily cool down even with the cold air in the north.

My body shook dangerously. But I couldn’t stop running. Because my mind was very clear.

A few days ago, the conversation I had with my mother kept lingering in my head.

“Mom, what’s my brother’s name?”

In the conversation that comes to mind, I closed my eyes.

“Zion, that’s the name that your dad gave me.”

The male protagonist in the novel was my younger brother who was not born yet.

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