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The Villainess with a Heroine Harem

*Character illustrations in the auxiliary chapter.* Born and raised as a nameless shadow guard for his kingdom’s crown prince, his life’s purpose was to be used and discarded at the whims of his liege. And his meaningless life ended when the gaze of a princess lingered on him for too long. The crown prince had him beheaded without a second thought, as if throwing out trash. Transmigrating into the body of a baby girl, the nameless shadow finally had a name, a family, and a place to call her own. Throwing away his past, the shadow guard was now called ‘Emilia’, and walked on a new path to seek fulfillment. It was not meant to be, however, as the girl whom she had loved with all her heart and soul ended up mercilessly plunging a dagger through Emilia's love-struck heart at the highest point in her life. The crowd clamored at the ‘deserved death of the villainess’, and at that moment, the shadow could only wonder… why? Why am I always the one to dedicate myself fully to someone, only to be thrown away like trash in the end? And thus, as her soul floated away while cursing in resentment, ‘Emilia’ vowed to herself that in her next life she shall never be the one to fully dedicate herself. Whatever she likes shall be held in her palm, and shall never escape! The moment the vow was made, a self-proclaimed villainess system proposed to partner with her, to explore and conquer the worlds through their anchors—the heroes and heroines. And by cultivating this energy, she shall one day go back. Back to the world she was born as ‘Emilia’ in, and face the so-called heroine once more. The second time they meet, Emilia won’t be the one drowning in regret! ... Current cover was drawn by Scal2let, and commissioned by The Shadow King of Hearts (I love it so much, it's amazing, ahhh!!!

DustyDream · Fantaisie
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Digging Graves

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Even before he had set his hired thugs on the task of getting rid of one of the Gray Wolfe's twins, Amos knew that the chances of succeeding were minimal, and the risk of exposing himself was far too high.

After all, even if they were now betting everything on him, hired thugs could never be as reliable as people brought up and trained by the Black Tiger, and even their performance was far from satisfactory as far as Amos was concerned.

But how could one stand to win big without taking a great gamble?

Now that his life was at an all time low, the silver-haired boy felt like he had nothing to lose, so might as well go all out.

The timing, the location, the preparations… everything had been perfect.

But the sound of tires screeching and rapid firing of gunshots told him all he needed to know about the outcome.