I reincarnated into a novel as the villain. Let me just go home!

Part 1

His little legs...so cute ToT

Warnings: not proofread, bad grammar, murder, accidental death, a little curse words

Shakelingly standing up the young man could not believe himself. How did he become a child? Was he dreaming? Is this heaven or hell? Feeling an overwhelming headache the young man shakenly lifted his right arms and slapped himself across the face. Hissing in pain the young man became dumbfounded, it hurt, more than that he wanted to cry. Not holding back the young man started to cry in a very loud volume. The young man was so busy crying and lamenting his life he did not notice the black figure approaching him.

Hearing small crashing and loud noises coming from the little masters' room Butler moon got a little concerned and approached the room. Before he got to knock on the door he hear small muffling sounds followed by a low crying sound from the little masters' room. Feeling too concerned for the little masters' safety the butler ran in, to his surprise he saw the little master standing by the mirror with two swollen cheeks while crying his lungs out. Feeling confused and concerned by the entire situation the butler just walked towards the little master trying to pacify him and calm him down. But to his surprise, the little master just screamed upon seeing him and ran away while still crying. The entire mansion saw the little young master running around barefoot, with two swollen cheeks while crying his lungs out. All the servants looked at the little master with astonishment while also thinking, "who dares hurt the little master? Don't they want to live anymore?"

Once the young man noticed the old man in a black suit come into the room trying to hold him be got scared shitless, I mean wouldn't you? Not wanting to stay and find out where he was he ran away from the room. Seeing as he was lost the young man became frustrated and started to cry even harder. Finally finding a small garden he found a small little area where he could hide. Having stayed in his little hidden spot for a few seconds the young man wiped away his tears and started to calm his breathing once again. But before he could even relax he was picked up by another butler. Feeling as if he was 5 feet away from the ground the young man started to wiggle and cry out, "Let me go, let me go."

After seeing the young man running away from his room with tears all over the room butler moon ordered every servant to catch the little master. Everyone looked for him but had no luck. That is until one of the new butlers remembered that the little master loved to watch and play with the roses in the garden. Being correct the young butler found the little master squat down next to a hidden flower bush, whipping his tears with his small hands. Being surprised by his little masters' actions the butler pressed the little master onto his chest and try to pacify him while softly whispering, "there, there, little master, do not cry, do not worry, we will make sure to punish whoever hurt you." Having crossed the little master for a few minutes he saw how the small boy relaxed and fell at sleep on his chest.

Having been pacified for various minutes the young man fell to sleep and once he woke up he did not dare to get off the bed. Having spent various minutes in the bed the young man finally decided to get up from bed and slowly walk to the mirror once again. There he still saw a small figure staring back at him. Everything was the same, from the hair color to his lips shape reminded him of his younger self, but how? Then it struck him, it couldn't be like one of those comic books, right? NO! That was impossible! How could he reincarnate into someone else, not wait into himself? Aish he was so confused, he even felt a small little headache coming through. Hearing a small knock the young man froze and slowly answered back, "Come...come in." Having finished his response an entire army of maids came in. Each vowing down and respectfully saluting their little young master. Not even noticing the stiffness and little nervous movements of the little young master the maids got to work changing and serving their little master.

After being clean and served the butler lead the little young master to the dinner table. There the young man nervously enter the dining room and sat at the furthest place he could find. Vowing his head he did not dare to look up at the two adults seating in silence at that table. The young man intended to minimize his presence but was interrupted by a calm and loud voice, "I heard you disturbed the domestic workers today. What was the reason for such acts?" The young man couldn't help but shiver upon hearing such a heavy and indifferent tone. But thankfully before he could answer a soft and warm voice spoke up, "Dear, do not scare our little baby." Turning around the gentle and fragile-looking woman turned around to look at the little boy and gently coo, "My baby, my little Hobi why don't you tell Mami what is wrong, hm?" Hearing his old little nickname the young man looked up and gasp. All the young man could do was curse in his head, "fuck, so this is where I am." Finishing his small breakfast Hoseok dismiss himself after his parents left and ran towards his room.

In his room Hoseok tried to search for more clues, trying to affirm his small hypothesis. Seeing as there were not many items in his room Hoseok decided to sneak out and come around the entire mansion. He spend his entire day roaming around the mansion, feeling tired and hungry again Hoseok decided to rest and sat in a small little corner. Having rested for a few minutes Hoseok decided to stand up and restart his little adventure again. But for real what rich family has an entire army of servants but does not even have a family portrait or pictures display around? Wanting to give up Hoseok started to slow down his pace, he wanted to give up and turn back to the huge room. But before he actually give up Hoseok came face to face with a small wooden door. All he could think about was how suspicious the door looked, I mean which rich family would have such an old and plain door in their house as a choice? Carefully opening the door Hoseok entered the room and once again carefully close the door. In the room Hoseok was a little shocked and did not know where to look, everywhere around him was filled with portraits, paintings, small crotched blankets, and knitted pillows. Walking towards one of the picture frames Hoseok lifted the frame up with all of his strength, more like dragged it, and attentively looked at it. he reaped the same actions to every frame he saw. After going over every single frame he realise something, he was correct.

Having seen his hypothesis was correct Hoseok started to cry again. He had transmigrated into the novel, "Melting my sweet magicians' cold heart." The novel was about the sweet heroine with light magic meeting our typical cold male lead and melting his cold heart. She took care of the male lead when he needed it to be and showed him the good side of humanity. As for the male, he is our common strong, abused male lead who got obsessed with their female lead and did everything in their power to protect her. Gluing to her like gum and shooing all the flies that tried to take her away from him. But the real reason why Hoseok started to cry again was for one reason alone, he was the villain. The one the male lead was going beat back and blue, cut into small pieces and break into small pieces with his magic. Shivering everywhere Hoseok turned around and fled the room, not even carrying about closing the door or not.

Not knowing how Hoseok had reached the room of the mission. There he cried and scream, not only was he separated from his loving and caring parents, died just when his life was starting, but was also transmigrated into such a horrible novel. How did he deserve such things? He wasn't even a bad being, all he wanted to do was get through and make his parents proud. Having emptied his heart out Hoseok stood up and looked down the roof, the mansion was told and wide, at the ground there was nothing but trim grass and small pebbles lying around. For sure the fall would take his life away. Seeing such a far ground Hoseok felt his stomach drop and slowly walked backward, yes he hatted his future and situation but he was still a coward and also did not like pain. But before he could even back to a safe distance he hear a shriek of horror screaming directly towards him. Wanting to know who scream at him Hoseok turned around too fast and accidentally slipped down.

All he heard were small screams and sobs before everything went black. Feeling the same warm feeling he felt when he was stabbed to death Hoseok let out a small hum thinking, "I am going to die again, what bad luck I have." Having closed his eyes for a few seconds Hoseok felt the warm and soft bedding under him once again. Quickly opening his eyes again Hoseok felt confused, didn't he already dead? Why was he here again? Quickly standing up Hoseok ran towards the mirror. There were no bandages, blood, or scarring. Instead, his skin looked soft and plump. Touching his legs, cheeks, arms, stomach, and back Hoseok did not find any scars whatsoever. Not a single bruce was present or able to be seen. He had gone back to the very beginning.

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