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Tale of the Unknown Daughter of the Demon King

Myrene reincarnated as the unknown daughter of the villainous demon king in the novel Chaos Arise. A novel she once read in her previous life. In order for her and her newfound loved ones to survive, she would need to follow the demon lord's evil ways. Will she conforms? Or fight back against her fate? ---- During the tragic earthquake that struck their nation, Myrene Villaforte died while saving the mother of a young girl. God was pleased with her acts and told her that she may choose the place where she would be reincarnated as a gift. And she wished to be reincarnated in a world where either of her past life parents had also been reincarnated. But what awaited her there was a far worse life than she could have imagined. For she was born in a race destined to be eliminated by the chosen hero of the goddess of light. ---- Word count: 1000-2000 words per chapter. Update Schedule: No particular date set yet. It may change in the future or if some unexpected events occur.

Via_Pandalia · Fantasía
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Volume 4.154 Finale of Chaos Arise (5)

'I'm so tired.'

Lilian raised her head only to see her own reflections in the mirror. In that mirror she saw that she was returned to being a child, her weak and innocent three years old self who knew nothing about her surroundings. Her ebony dark hair was just shoulder length and purple bruises and those scratches were located all over her body. She was observing her whole body in a mirror in front of her.

'Do I look like a pitiful child like always? No, what else will I look like other than this pitiful self of mine.' She said within her mind while looking directly at her crimson eyes. But she felt like, she was forgetting something.

The condition of her emotional and physical body was really completely contrasted to the elegant and expensive glittered red dress that she was wearing. She reached her right hand in the mirror, towards her crimson eyes then she suddenly punched it. The mirror cracked and some of the shard grazed her small hands.