Prologue

"What the heck! Use your brain for once, you idiot!"

"eek!" I flinched when she cursed at me.

Here we goes again, getting scolded by a damn shit.

I didn't do anything to her! She just got mad. Maybe she didn't got her favorite coffee this morning that's why?

Deserve!

She made my life miserable! She even stole my hard work novel that soon will be released and will be a movie! And know what? She said that I was the one who wanted to steal it! Damn her!

But it's okay now. Besides, I made a new one. A fantasy called Until The Sun Sets Again.

Where the female lead will die.

Well, I really don't want to kill her. Maybe, I'll change the flow of the novel and just the villain died?

But where's the fun?

'Hey, you mean author! why the female lead??'

'Come on, author! Just Zeraila!'

Argh! People! You're no fun at all!

Even so, I changed it. But first, I'll just make the female lead miserable. But soon, the villainess.

I killed her.

"Oh, my gosh! Princess, are you alright?!"

What is this? A dream?

"What happened?! Princess?!"

"So annoying!" I saw the kid got annoyed at her playmate.

"I'm sorry," the other one apologized. But it's not look like she's at fault.

"You dumb shit! Clean this mess! I don't want to see her face. A trash!"

What? Did I hear that before? Where?

This feels so familiar to me.

"...Princess...!"

"Huuuk! *cough* *cough*"

"Are you alright?" I saw a maid approaching me.

A maid? She looks like a maid because of her costume.

Costume? Am I at roleplay? Did the company...

And why the heck I am wet? I eyed my dress that dripping wet. I'm sitting in the pool. But the pool is not full. I mean, argh!

"Y-you are?" My voice, Is it mine? I don't recognize it. It's someone else.

"I'm your personal maid, Princess Zeraila." She answered.

Princess... Zeraila?

That's my name. But I am not the princess not like someone in my novel..

Novel...

I hurriedly stand up and ran at the big window of the castle. Yes, it is indeed a castle! I saw my reflection. No, this is not my reflection.

This is Zeraila Avile Fiorize's reflection!

I know because I draw her and the end of the novel!

I draw the way she died...