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I WOULD SAVE EVERYONE AS CORDELIA

A 17-year-old girl, Yona Yamamoto, is a big otaku who only sees manga, anime, and otome games in her life. her world revolves around these things, what would happen when she would experience the anime life in reality? when she would be transported to the Diabolik lovers world as Cordelia? would she be happy about it or sad? is she destined to change the original story? Find out how Yona survives as Cordelia? Would she save everyone ??

Ryoukardo · Tranh châm biếm
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43 Chs

Diabolik Lovers

Yona POV

As I rushed home, to watch the anime. I kept thinking about it, how the name sounded and more. When I noticed my home up ahead the road. I ran to it, I opened the door as fast as I could and ran off to my room, when I heard my mother .

3rd person POV

Yona's mother heard loud running in the corridor, she knew it was Yona, In the end, no one else would. She called " don't run in the house. At least greet your mother after school".

THUD

And her daughter was gone into her room with the loud thud, she heavily sighted.

Yona POV

As i ignored mom's comment, I closed the door.

THUD

I quickly changed my clothes, opened my laptop, and searched "Diabolik Lovers" on the web. There it was, then I started watching it with excitement.

Time skip to 5 hours...

As I closed my laptop after watching both the seasons, I was still for a minute or two. When tears started coming from my eyes.

I felt pain after watching it, the pain the mukami brothers and the sakamaki brothers felt from their childhood, I mean how could a mother do such a thing to her children like for Sakamaki brothers, for Mukami I can't blame for it but still.

Anyway, for the heroine, I really thought that there could be better than a stupid, useless, and self-dependent person.

The storyline could be better, but the most sadful thing was their past.

If I was one of the mother's or even Cordelia, I would give them love than torture them. I wish I could give them love they needed, then their personality would have been different.

As the sadness consumed me, I went to bed and drifted off to sleep.