NO SMUT.

My name is Michelle, and I was murdered by the two people I trusted most—my fiance and my stepsister.
Sickly, powerless, and foolishly kind, I couldn’t even fight back as they took everything from me.
As I lay dying, regret was the only thing I had left. I thought of all the stories I once loved—tales where villainesses lived boldly, took what they wanted, and never begged for love that would only betray them.
For the first time, I wished I could be like them.
Then a voice answered.
[Congratulations, host. You’ve been chosen for the Villainess System.]
When I opened my eyes, I was no longer the girl who died.
I had transmigrated into the body of Seraphina Helene Valemont—a woman feared, powerful, and destined to fall—in a world of magic and nobility.
Armed with a mysterious system that rewards ruthlessness, punishes weakness, and pushes me toward becoming something far darker, I now stand among scheming nobles, manipulative royals, and enemies who hide behind perfect smiles.
But this time, things will be different.
Love? Trust? Mercy?
I already died for those once.
This time, I will be ruthless.
This time, I will survive.
And if this world insists on casting me as the villainess—
Then I will become the most unforgettable one it has ever seen.
After all… this is exactly what I wished for.

{Seraphina's POV continuation from the night before. 6 days she's been with the faes.}


I woke with a violent gasp, my entire body jerking upright so suddenly that the blankets tangled around my legs and nearly dragged me back down again. My chest heaved painfully as fragments of unfamiliar memories crashed through my mind in endless waves. Forests glowing beneath silver moons. Ancient halls carved into living trees. A man with long dark hair laughing softly while sunlight filtered through golden leaves behind him. Lirael smiling. Crying. Dancing. Bleeding. Loving. Thousands upon thousands of memories pressed against my skull until it felt unbearable.


[Host?] Nero's voice echoed quickly inside my mind, alarmed now. [What happened?]


I pressed a trembling hand against my forehead while trying to steady my breathing.


There was a pause before Nero spoke again, sounding deeply confused.


Chapter 210 - Journey to the Dwarves.