Summoned by a Pretend Villainess
[Status: Completed /02/14/24] Synopsis: When Monarki found herself tied inside a dark castle dungeon, she merely thought that it was all just a product of her dream. But when knights appeared in front of her and ordered her to be dragged to the guillotine, she realized how intense and terrifying her dream was. Determined to go on and witness where her silly dream will take her, she obediently puts her neck under the blade that screams her death. “Death to the sloth! Execute the lazy bitch!” She was convinced that it wasn’t real, but when the coldness of the blade touched her skin, the heart-wrenching cries and tear-stained faces of her loved ones filled her vision. She finally realized that her lethargic and boring life as Monarki had ended, and her new identity in that unfamiliar world where magic and monsters exist began. However, the lingering soul of the body’s owner, Luna, seemed to have wanted her body back. Will Mona allow her to reclaim her life once more? Or will she fight for her own life, despite the truth that nothing belonged to her in that world? “What can I offer for you to feel belong in this world?” Asked by the Grand Duke who wanted her to stay. The man gave his heart instead, now owned by Monarki. Join Monarki to unravel the mysteries revolving around her transmigration, and find out why her soul, of all people, was the one who got summoned. *** This is my first story so I can assure you that I'll finish it no matter what^^ The novel will focus on Mona's adventure as she unravels the mysteries revolving around her and Luna's identity. Romance is quite slow, but it will gradually focus on that, so please keep reading^^ Thank you! - Cover is mine^^
Side Story (28)
Cassandra was seated limply on the floor. The tears that stained her cheeks had dried, and her eyes had no tears to pour out anymore. Her eyes were hazy, and her mind was empty. She was blankly staring at the wall of the library, unaware of how much time had passed.
Clack. Clack.
Even the sounds of footsteps approaching her direction did not faze her, as if all her energy was drained from watching the fountain show its answers to her. She merely waited until the shadow that looms in the corner showed its appearance.
It was the first highest priest, showing concern in his golden eyes as soon as he appeared, looking down at the weary child slumped beside the fountain. Her appearance was ragged, eyes swollen, and hair disheveled, with a face devoid of any emotion.
First Highest Priest Yunis knelt beside her, "Why did you come back? I let it slide before because it was your first offense, but you still came here. What happened?"