The Regressor is Too Wicked

“The fee to know who killed my parents, how much is it?” “I’m a little sad that’s the first thing you say after meeting your best friend.” “...” “...” “I’m sorry. I’ve lost my manners. How have you been?” “...” “S-Should I have brought you a gift, Bekka?” “Oh, my dear innocent boy,” the young lady laughed wickedly. “You will die at this rate. If you want to become an agent under me, you need to follow the rules. “Rule number one: From today onwards, you are to call me Master.” - Bekka finds herself trapped as a chess piece in the middle of a war of her dastardly father’s making, and the only way for her to survive is to become a person far more wicked than him and his enemies. But what if she was to suddenly discover she could see words above people’s heads? [Alignment: Timid Pacifist] [Alignment: Double-faced Merchant] [Alignment: Fiery Lover] [Alignment: Dying Embers] …with a little extra knowledge, maybe she could twist her fate?