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I hate him. So much that I would reincarnate a thousand times just to make him pay. My human like feelings had made me blind. I foolishly trusted him. Now I pay the prize. The red eyed steps back and looks at me. A big hole inside my chest, caused by his claws, colors the ground. He betrayed me. He killed me. "How...could you?" Dorian stays silent just watching me as my energy fades. My bloody tears start falling again as I let myself fall backwards, down the cliff. I can barely feel the water once I crash through the surface. Am I save now? My wound is too big. It doesn't heal. So this curse will never stop. I close my eyes in defeat. The water consumes my body until there's nothing left anymore. I'm not alive anymore.
Evia follows the traces of Helion when she sees Miya on the ground. She is chained to a tree, not able to move, and only half awake. For the devil's sake, couldn't her brother just talk it out with Miya? How dare he touch one of her people? Still, the albino can imagine. Miya probably wanted to stop the demon king from killing his queen. It's unpleasant for all of them but there is no other choice. The demon princess sighs and removes the chains slowly. "Is she dead?" Miya asks, still kind of high from whatever magic that bastard used. "Yeah... she's gone." The short haired faces her friend now. Evia sits down in front of her. "Stop playing strong. You're more of a human than the rest of us now. I know from experience that it is mentally crashing. Go ahead and cry. I won't tell anyone." Miya looks confused for a moment. "Why would I do that?" The sky gets darker. "Because my brother doesn't. And at least someone should care. Someone she would cry about as well. If she was human, at least." Her friend finally releases her tears and cries wholeheartedly. Silently wishing her student a safe journey. The demon just sits next to hear and looks at the sky without a word. Goodbye, advanced killer.

"Wake up, Roxy." I open my eyes. I'm inside complete darkness. This has to be the first time it feels uncomfortable to have it all black. "Rose?" I can see a silhouette. It is her. The author of the world. The one who has written the diary in order to see how things turn out. In order to help me survive. She has a fitting name. Her voice is calming, reminding me of a flower. "It didn't turn out the way you wanted..." She states, earning a nod from me. If only I could use my cursed magic to turn back time. "Don't do it." I look at her. Of course, she knows my thoughts. She has made me, after all. "I don't want to leave like this. I can't let fate win." A smile on the woman's face appears. "There is another way. I will do as you wish. I will stop the curse. You will still reincarnate as me, though. And if you want, I will even give you a chance to see him again. I like you, Roxanne. That is why I chose you as my main character. I just want you to fulfill our contract. That'll be enough. Are you fine with that?" I totally am. I nod and answer, determined. "Thank you. I agree with that." Another smile on the woman's face. "Great. Also, once you become me... you will automatically receive all my memories as well as knowledge about, for example, languages. The only difference will lay in our souls so you won't have to worry." Another nod. At this point, I will agree to anything. Cause anything is better than now. I'm so done with these unloyal snakes. Rose reaches out her hand, and I take it without hesitation.
So this is the story about how I spent the past 1300 years inside the "nothing." I've been waiting patiently for the day I can repay Rose, Dorian, and all the others. My time has finally come. Once again. I will be the villain.

To be continued-->

This is the end of the first part of the series "Diary of a villainess." Before publishing the second book "The other girl's story" I will be working on the manhwa.

I'm also very pleased to announce that there will be an OVA/side story published in approximately 2023.
Stay tuned.
Sincerely
Racey

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