He was once a hero abandoned by the world. Now he had become the Blood Queen's most cherished masterpiece: a white-haired, red-eyed princess.
Gazing at the stunning, unfamiliar reflection in the mirror, she could only wonder: Was the life that belonged to "him" a farce, or was it the beginning of all this?
Thanks for asking. I just transmigrated. I was a hero for all of thirty minutes before they threw me out of the royal city for having no talent, earning me the title of "Fastest Hero Ever to Be Dropped from the Roster."
I thought I could rely on the experience from my past life, live at a kind lady's home, and enjoy a cozy life farming and running a shop with my adopted younger sister. I'd train hard and get some face-slapping revenge when I came of age!
But then a beautiful woman who wanted me to "call her Mommy" kidnapped me and took me home.
Wait, why is she calling me her daughter?
Why does something feel wrong with my body?!
"Good girl, come on, put on this pretty princess dress~"
"No! I'm a hero!"
"Oh dear, you're talking nonsense again. It seems Mommy's 'lessons' haven't been enough."
"Don't come any closer!"
Her body was remade, her memories eroded, and everything from her past declared a false illusion.
The silver-haired queen placed a crown of thorns on her head and imprisoned her in a gorgeous cage.
She gave her endless affection, and with it, a despair she could never escape.
The queen said she had been born the Blood Princess, Sylvia.
Then... what were the boy named Sevi and everything he held dear?
As Sylvia sank deeper, her adoptive younger sister raised the holy staff and pointed it at her throat.
"Demon King! Give me back my brother... no, my sister!"
"Sorry~ I've already gone too far to go back~"