Dangerous Resurrection

CHAPTER 1

Author : Quick reminder—I've changed all the names of the male leads and other characters mentioned in this chapter.

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——— L I V I N G H E L L ———

Nabulabog ang maganda kong tulog ng may punyetang tao ang malakas na kumatok sa pinto, ano nanaman kaya ang kailangan ng animal na yan para sirain ang masarap kong tulog?

Tamad akong tumayo sa higaan bago bored na buksan ang pinto, kunot noo kong tinignan ang babaeng nasa labas ng kwarto ko, habang naka taas ang isa nitong kilay. Sino naman itong mukang tanga na ito at anong karapatan nyang sirain ang araw ko?

"What do you need?" She simply rolled her eyes in response, then scanned me slowly from head to toe. She had dark black eyes, natural blonde hair, and an alluring, sexy figure. I'll admit—she's definitely beautiful. But seeing her now... I already know exactly who she is.

"How was your week, my dear sister? I bet you were so lonely, weren't you?" Her voice was thick with fake sympathy, but every word was laced with pure teasing, while a mocking grin played on her lips.

Ah... the urge to bloody her face right now is so strong. It's still early, and here she is, already trying to ruin my whole day.

"What are you smiling?" She asked with one eyebrow raised, clearly annoyed that I was copying her smirk while looking straight at her with nothing but pity in my eyes.

"Oh... Am I smiling? I thought I was just looking at you... with pity." My voice was laced with deliberate provocation. She clearly didn't take it well, her face flushed instantly, burning with pure irritation. She swung her hand toward my face, ready to strike—but I caught her wrist effortlessly. In one quick motion, I sent that same force right back, landing the slap hard on her own cheek instead.

Pure disbelief painted her face. Her hand flew up to cup her burning cheek, her skin already turning bright red from the impact. She looked at me, eyes wide and trembling, as if she could never have imagined I would fight back.

"Y—You... How dare you lay a hand on me!" She hissed. Iniinda ang sampal na binigay ko.

"Why? Does it hurt? Want another one?" I mocked her, barely holding back my laughter, finding her pathetic expression absolutely hilarious.

"I'll make sure Daddy hears about this!" She shouted at me, before storming away and marching off in a huff.

'Tsk. Whatever!'

I pulled the door shut slowly behind me, then lowered myself carefully onto the soft mattress. I sat there quietly, replaying every twist of fate that had led me here, trying to wrap my head around it all.

Bruh... I hadn't even finished the story—not even halfway through it yet. How could I go from dying one moment, to suddenly opening my eyes again... trapped inside the body of my favorite villainess? What's worse, I had barely just started reading the book, only a short while before Mom held that party for me—the very night I died.

As far as I recall, I only reached Chapter 39. The great war between Livinghell's organization and the Glitter Mafia hadn't even happened yet. Just like I said, I was nowhere near the middle of the story. I was still at the point where no blood had been shed between the two groups—just at the part where the author first described the woman who was going to steal the original female lead's spotlight and change everything.