I transmigrate into a book as the wicked supporting female character, just as I’m about to abuse the young villain.
Looking at the little bean who’s so hungry he’s chewing tree bark, I silently toss out the wicked character script.
The System issues frantic warnings: “Stay in character! Otherwise, you’ll be executed!”
I block the System and scoop up the little bean.
“Come on, big sister will take you to clear land and start farming.”
Ten years later, the villain I raised arrives at the head of an army of thousands.
He dismounts and presents me with his military seal.
“Sis, how about I give you the kingdom as your bride price?”
