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Good Villain

| WPC #153 World of Villains Gold Tier | How great is it to actually get a system and transmigrate to different worlds? But how unlucky is it to transmigrate only into villainesses... Avina is a good girl with good grades, good looks, and good friends. Only thing is that she has princess syndrome. And now faced with an unfortunate, unwanted, undesirable death, she has a system and has to transmigrate into different worlds in order to live once more! Hmph! This Princess is so good looking and beautiful! I have no reason to waste my precious hands to push a peasant! I am so beautiful and talented, how can I hang on one tree! It’s not him who doesn’t need me, but ME who doesn’t need HIM! System: Host, shouldn’t you flatter the target and gain good will? Avina: It is beneath me to flatter a hooligan. Hmph! Warning Notice: Content is PG; mild hints of inappropriate language but still safe to read :) [SCHEDULE]: the goal is daily, the dream is double daily, the min. is 3x per week, Author Intro./Diary has more info

Yuki_Nightingale · Fantasi
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But I hate blood! 14

Avina looked up and sighed. As a maid, there was only 1 answer acceptable.

"Yes, Lady Livida," Rebecca bowed down. "Nothing would make me happier than to escort you."

Livida giggled at her reply. "Rebecca, dear, it's no big deal. It's just escorting me. If you want, you can always escort me."

Despite her act of getting close to Rebecca, she stopped right there. Not paying any more attention to Rebecca, she resumed to doing her daily routine. Which included, but was not limited to, rewarding and gaining followers.

She gave simple tasks to her servants and once it was finished, would proceed to give awards to them in the forms of treats or jewelry. It worked; no shame to admit that.

For the few days that she spent in the Adevant House, she was popular. She was the rising power in the house that would only get more powerful. She had the favor of the Lord, the support of the servants, and had a great personality. There was nothing to like.