"What are you doing?! Put it down Marielle—Have you gone crazy!" It didn't stop the kitchen knife to move nearer against her throat, as if the man's maddening roar were not enough to scare out Marielle Wandercrest from doing what she intended to do.
Although this was the first time she heard the other raised his voice against her from all their stupid quarrels and heated arguments they've ever had before, she doesn't have time to care. And that moment, she had never expected was to be her last meeting with that person.
Then she died without an intact corpse in Brownhill Mountain.
As far as she could ever think of, ever since leaving that dimly lit room with her neck bleeding from the stupid stunt she had pulled out to run away from the hard-hearted man she believed to be, her life seemed to wrong anymore.
Tears flowed.
Her eyes slowly open once again, staring at the blank white ceiling of the hospital room.
A while ago she regained her consciousness in silent agony, it hurts and painful, with an overflowing emotion of sickening fear.
Being devoured alive by wolves never has crossed her mind to die.
Marielle could still feel the moment when her skin was torn piece by piece, and limbs by limbs, and her ill-fated death last more than a minute.
Thinking back on everything that happened, she can't help asking heaven why would she have to die like that?
Is she that so vicious?
That she needed such retribution?
Until, after dying brutally and mercilessly, all her questions were answered by voices in the void. When for some unknown reason her piece of consciousness has entered a certain state.
It flies around through the darkness except for her light, then there were one, two, and more than thousands of voices keeps on ringing around.
"Oh! She finally died!"
"Isn't her ending quite resembles her personality, such a greedy person like her deserves to be someone else's food!"
"Agree to the person above! Not even much less than gruesome with her evil sisters!"
"Hahaha! Bullying the heroine you b-tch this is your ending!"
"Yes! You face this kind of retribution! Deserves it!"
"Deserves it! Wandercrest Evil Sisters deserved their ending! My baby girl can finally marry the male lords! Excited at their wedding bells folks!"
Although it was confusing at first hand, she quickly understood the whole concept behind this. That immediately slapped her face in a moment of truth.
Who would have thought such a thing, it sounds so ridiculous, but her existential crisis whispering around, and the harsh reality of just being a mere cannon fodder—disposable character—from the main casts of villainous family. It is shocking. She could only think of the ability to laugh.
Haha.
If she could only laugh at that moment.
She will surely laugh like a real madman.
Look, can't you see, she is living inside of a fictional world created by someone in another reality, a whole lifetime was nothing but her existence as a joke.
It made her sneered within her heart, knowing this reality is just a sweet pet text under the genre of the reverse harem.
Outrageous!
It was too unacceptable for her.
Yet, she can't deny nor ignore this fact.
At that time she thought this was her end, and she would vanish into the thin air like an insignificant wisp of consciousness.
However, she got it surprisingly wrong.
When for unsaid reason and whoever powerful strings could it be, she was immediately pulled back into the past.
It also didn't forget to bring the chips of all negative emotions from her previous life, surging like an unbeatable demon with her regrets, resentment, and the deep loathing hatred crawling on her skin.
It is crazy.
She wants to kill someone!
She wants to destroy this world!
She wants to make everyone pay their blood debts!
Just remembering all setbacks, humiliation, face-slappingapping,g and the deaths of everyone. Mostly her beloved family, her sisters, friends, relatives, and innocent children who do not deserve their ending.
It was unforgivable!
It boils down to her heart, she only knows what she wants are none other than revenge!
For herself. . . Sisters. . . And that person.
Once again, tears swell up from her eyes and she cried.
Knowing how gruesome, pitiful and tragic everyone died.
It still hurts.
Marielle weakly sat up, trying to find the use of her small strength to go and leave this room. So, she can see her sisters again. As soon as possible, she wishes to see them breathing and alive.
Then maybe seeing their familiar faces would be able to calm her anxious heart.
At the exact moment, on-duty An Ley who walked into the room in careful silence had witnessed her patient falling on the floor.
It shook An Ley to the core and rushed to Marielle's side with a worried expression.
"Oh my God! My Lady!"
"Please, can you call my family now?" Marielle weakly uttered before everything. "You are one of the nurses right? I want to see my sisters, where are they? What room are they in?"
Hearing how anxious the voice of the young woman, An Ley's heart trembled, and she wants to say some comforting words. But unable to do so, only her family can calm the young lad.
"My Lady, please let's go on the bed first, I will inform the Mistress right away after. You can rest assured." An Ley replied.
With no more unnecessary words, waiting for the patient to drink a bit of water, she quickly notified the guards outside of the good news.
Marielle patiently waits, sitting on the bed without talking. As she starts assessing her current situation, waking up in the hospital bed, she only has one memory of it.
After passing the stages of being a sickly child in their family, she had never visited any medical facility ever since she becomes ten years old.
It only left to a strange event that has transpired in the air.
That year.
In one of their family's arranged summer vacation,
and as one of the powerful clans that ever written in the history of this continent, the Wandercrest's household is full of rules, cultures, traditions, etc.
Her family is an influential, wealthy, and very well-known name through the long generations, and being just a member of the main family bear heavy responsibilities
And this year's family summer vacation was out of the country.
Which is three years before the fall of Wandercrest Household.
Here, they've encountered the first strike of fate.
Everyone falls into the sea.
