Becoming The Villain's Family

Chapter 1

Translator & Editor: Latte

“Aria, my angel,” the emperor said earnestly.

“Come and save me.”

Salvation.

The emperor seeks salvation from the monster.

‘How absurd.’

It was so funny that she could no longer laugh.

Aria stared at him as he stretched out his hand towards her cage, but she didn’t move.

“Please sing!”

“……..”

“Aria! If you don’t sing, I’ll make sure you’ll never be able to walk again,” he fumed, threatening her into submission.

His strength was quickly ebbing, his madness near. After tons of threats and persuasion that lead to nowhere, he finally resorted to begging.

He was completely insane.

“Please sing for us. Siren. I beg for your mercy.”

“Please, Siren…,” the dancers pleaded.

Until just a few months ago, these were the people who wouldn’t hesitate to bring her misery. They laughed at her and whispered behind her back.

The musicians and conductors who played the song for the Siren. Even the knights who guarded the emperor.

They called her a monster.

But here they are now, begging on their knees, waiting for Aria to open her mouth.

Aria caught her breath as something lunged painfully up her neck.

“…cough!” she spewed.

It was blood.

The pain throbbed in her chest and the blood slumped all over her body

She looked at her hands which was now coated in blood, the red fluid loosening her grip.

With teary eyes, she clutched her chest.

‘Ah.’

‘So this is how I die.’

Aria smiled.

‘At long last.’

She can finally have her eternal rest.

Her tightly closed lips opened and she finally sang.

“Come to me, sweet death.”

As Aria began to sing, the whole audience became silent. Nobody could take their eyes off her.

She’s been abusing her voice so it became rough and tired over time. Nonetheless, everyone was still mesmerized at her singing. Her voice rolled over the hills in sorrowful waves. It was raspy and quiet yet so powerful as it was brought out in a fit of pain.

“Come and guide me into peace.”

The song, which started calmly, wrapped around them like a warm ray of sunshine.

They echoed amongst the masonry and up to the rafters, then comforted and stroked them tenderly as if it were the voice of an angel.

“Oh, my lord….” Someone said as they shed tears with a serene smile.

The melody purred to the soul, piercing through and touched their hearts from within.

“I am tired of this world…,” Aria continued singing.

This song she sang was a hymn about seeing heaven through death.

However, due to Aria’s dark tone, it became a completely different song.