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The Hundred Years Villainess

"Luck and gifts you will have it all. Everything you desire and put your mind on. But that one craving, you will never own. As fate and the gods will collude to derail your goal." Lyrica was ecstatic when she found out that after finishing a reverse harem royal romance novel, she woke up in the body of her favorite character who shares the same name as her! Even more so when she met face to face with her adored (bias) character--the attractive General Calais Parcell! However, soon, she finds out that every human in the new world hates her even without a valid reason! Not one, not even her own parents and siblings! Being loved and well-liked by everyone in her previous life, watch her struggle in this new world where everyone hates and wants to kill her! Snippets: “You should be ashamed of yourself, Calais! Have you ever... Have you ever taken a look inside of you and wondered what kind of person you are?!” “No, Lyrica. I can see how you look at me, and I know that I am not that bad after all.” "But all I see is a charming mask! And no matter how beguiling that lovely mask looks, once you take that off, inside, you are still what you are, someone hollow and empty, with no principles other than what other people project on you!"

Scintillate09 · Fantasi
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Chapter 224 - Improving Dark Magic

As Gwendolyn leads us to the house she built for our new headquarters, I look around in awe. The interior is beautifully decorated with rich fabrics and elegant furniture. Different artifacts and magical items are also displayed, giving off a sense of power and mystery. She also shows us different rooms that we can use for magical experiments and research, as well as a spacious library filled with books on various forms of magic.

"Wow, this place is amazing," I say, unable to hide my admiration.

Gwendolyn smiles at me, pleased with my reaction. "Thank you. I wanted to create a space that would foster creativity and magic."

Rexford nods in agreement. "It's perfect for our needs."

We then make ourselves comfortable in the living room while Gwendolyn pours us some tea.

"So tell me more about your plans for this place," she asks.

"You already know," Rexford says. "I need to teach this little apprentice of mine the art of dark magic."