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Cayena, the Imperial Princess, was known as the most beautiful woman in the Empire. She was a woman who knew nothing but evil and luxury. However, she was destined for ruin: she would be used as a chess piece by her younger brother to secure his throne and killed by her crazy husband. “I’ll make you the Emperor.” “… Sister, are you referring to me?” “In exchange, give me freedom.” She had to change things before she became that Cayena.
I’ve transmigrated into the world of the BL webtoon where I left my one and only spiteful comment. On top of that, I become the adopted younger sister of my favorite character: the obsessive male lead who is later regretful for his actions, but still dies along with the duke in the end. So, I was determined. Since I have transmigrated into this world, I can’t stand by and watch my favorite character die. Additionally, I also don’t want to die. That’s why, author, I’ll need to change the tags and the ending of this webtoon slightly! From to . From to . “Brother, please smile like that in front of others as well.” I said to Lucian, who doesn’t smile even a little bit in front of others. “…” Was that request too out of the blue? Lucian looked at me with a peculiar expression. “If you do that, I will give you a gift.” I said that because I wanted to help him in anyway I could. He looked at me for a bit and hesitated before replying, “A gift… Is anything fine?” “Of course!” The moment I gave that answer with certainty, his expression changed right at once to that of a starving predator… Did I make mistake? Then, Lucian calmly replied with an expression full of expectation. “Give yourself to me, Rachel.” Huh? What did he say? What did he just ask for?
Roa Valrose reincarnated as villainess in the book. In order to avoid the fate of being burned at the stake, she approaches the hero, Nocton Edgar. It hurts every time she gets closer to him. Nevertheless, for her survival, she does everything he wants her to do. “Come again, Valrose.” The mysterious Nocton unexpectedly sought her out every day. Then one day, her friend for 10 years says something unknown to her. “Actually, I have a dream. The Duke of Edgar is a terrible villain!” He is not the hero, but the villain? As soon as she realized that she had misinterpreted the role, she decided to get away from Nocton. “Let’s not meet anymore.” But the villain’s reaction was strange. “Don’t go. You’ve always been special to me.” She was suspicious of his sudden change of attitude. Will she able to get rid of Nocton safely?
As a chef at a small knight's restaurant, I became the nuisance youngest daughter of a powerful man who was afraid of the emperor. I tried to run away with all my travel expensesIt's strange."If you say you're sorry, are you that shameless?""That's because I'm your brother.""Why don't you take Grandmother on a stroll?"Why is everyone so nice to me all of a sudden?"Why do you want to take out someone's eyeballs when they see me?"People who had caught me trying to escape.I'm just cooking. What's wrong with you?
Lee Ji-hyeon, an ordinary high school student who was met with a sudden death on the day of the end of college admission exams. But suddenly, she became a gardener that can communicate with plants? After her death, she was born into ‘Elleb’ a fantasy world, with the new name Silvia, and her own special ability. Silvia nurtured and improved her ability and became a gardener recognized by the system. 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I Was the Villainess Who Would Die by the Hands of the Male Lead, but I Know This Cliché! I thought it was a pretty good deal to die unjustly, as a payment for the price I paid for being the villainess. Until I realized that I couldn’t escape from the original plotline. If I was going to die anyway according to the original, then let’s give a kiss to my handsome husband! “Please satisfy me like a snake flower of Ridelhoff. You never know, it might even lead to some benefits.” … Why did the original plot start to change? 흔한 빙의물인 줄 알았다 / I Thought It Was a Common Isekai Story
Yamada Kenichi, a single, 35-year-old businessman, has spent the majority of his adult life playing every MMORPG to hit the market. Tired of the constant cycle of repetitive, newbie-centric gameplay, he is immediately drawn in by the promise of a new game that, on top of being never-ending, offers up a \"Hell Mode\" — a difficulty level that makes it nigh impossible to level up but also promises uncapped growth potential. Upon selecting the newly released Summoner class, Kenichi finds himself reborn as Allen, an infant in a serf family, with nothing but his wits and old memories to guide him. Allen works diligently to level himself up despite Hell Mode requiring vast amounts of experience between levels. In doing so, he hopes to uncover the secrets the Summoner class holds. All the while, he dedicates himself to freeing his new family from serfdom.
Upon awakening, it dawned on me that I had been spirited away into the realm of my adored novel. To my bewilderment, I found myself embodying the ignominious Aunt Judith, the ill-starred character who met a woeful demise, rather than the protagonist, Luca Winterwald. Even though I had the power to tamper with the plot, I resolved to adhere to its conventions and ensure Luca's welfare by reuniting him with his estranged uncle, in a bid to avert any peril. Regrettably, Luca had other intentions and implored me to stay by his side. Now, the onus was on me to safeguard him from the impending familial crisis and accord him the necessary guidance to enable him to assume the role of the hero, thusly upending the dark destiny that awaited a pernicious character.
Ilyana Glayne used drugs, magic, and psychological manipulation to train Magnus into becoming her submissive pet, obeying her every command and even ready to lick her feet. But when Magnus ultimately broke free from Ilyana's control, he sought revenge on his former master for all the suffering he had endured. In a bizarre twist, the reader wakes up as Ilyana and makes it her mission to break free from her fate. However, regardless of how much she tries to distance herself from Magnus, he remains firmly under her control, and pleads for her to return. Despite her valiant attempts to release the beast, he always comes crawling back to her. In hindsight, it seems like Ilyana was never actually in charge of their relationship at all.
Summoned by the god Tsukuyomi to become a hero in a fantasy world, Misumi Makoto, a high school student, faces opposition from powerful beings who desert him at the world's limit. Tsukuyomi commands Makoto to seek his own path, compelling him to chart his course. Makoto must now blaze his own trail in the world of fantasy!
When I first came into the book, my goal was just to survive. ‘I have to live longer! And be happy!’ So I did my best. I am going to walk on my own flower path. “Wherever I go, the seat next to you is mine. You promised to pat my head for the rest of your life, isn’t that right?” The strongest male character, who was stabbed to death in the original novel, stared at me with obsessive eyes. If I say no, he will destroy the world. “Yes, I’ll kill him. Then you’ll be happy, too, right?” The fifth brother looked a bit crazy. “This is my land from here to here. And yours, too. I’m glad to be able to breathe with your grandest dreams.” The fourth oldest sister, who became the richest woman on the continent, opened the map and said that. If I say I don’t have such a grand dream like her, I think a catastrophe will happen. “I’m looking forward to the Winter Solstice that you’ll rule completely.” Laughter rose on the face of the butler who served me. “If you don’t connect to Verratoux, my heart will stop tomorrow morning. Are you sure you’re okay with that?” My first sister, who was supposed to be the original successor, threatened me with her life. And this is the biggest problem. Somehow, a faint smile raised my father’s mouth, which became stronger than the original father he was. “Independence? Try it then. I won’t even let a single ant live on this land.” “Did you think you could leave my arms and stand on your own…” He then stared at me obsessively. They are all acting weird. Everything went wrong. I only did my very best. 입양딸 역할을 지나치게 잘해버렸다 / I Acted As the Adopted Daughter Too Well
