I wrote a story and somehow wrote myself into it as the evil second female lead.
Then I got a System that didn’t know anything either.
In an endless loop, I raised my sword and killed the male and female leads outright.
It’s my story, so I make the rules.
Who knew the lovesick, obsessive second male lead, who was supposed to adore the heroine, would see her dead and, instead of being devastated, latch onto me?
“You killed her.”
“So what?”
“Then a life for a life...”
Hmph... Fine, I’ll die...
“I’ll go with you.”
“What?” Is that how “a life for a life” works?
This story is mostly sweet, with a little angst for flavor.
It's very beautiful and the writing is also good. I like it.