Truly Evil | DISCONTINUED

Even if You're My Fake Daughter, I, the Black Duke, Love You.

"Papa, are you still working?"

Alon glanced briefly at little Alyssa before breaking into a smile. "Come here, Alyssa. Look at Papa's secret project."

"Oh!" Five-year-old Alyssa patted Alon's hard-work – research papers and his hypothesis – saying, "Good sheets, good, good."

He kissed her cheek. "It'll take a little longer, but I think I'll put you sleep for now. You shouldn't be awake right now, sweetheart."

Alyssa giggled. "Secret from Mama!" She held out her little finger. "Pinky promise, Papa Alon!"

As Alon and Alyssa linked their fingers, Alon, only Alon heard the heavens –

"AWW!" Serena squealed from her living room. "SO CUTE! SO CUTE! SO CUTE! I'M ROOTING FOR ALYSSA! OH MY GOD, SHE IS SO CUTE!"

Yeah, right. Alon regretted burning her popcorn more than anything – even if it wasn't exactly his fault. Popcorn allergy was still okay. Listening to Serena's reactions continuously was not.

But this time, for once, he wasn't paying Serena any attention.

He crumpled up his face. "Don't say Papa Alon, Alyssa. It sounds as if you have some other man – another Papa who is not me."

"GOSH, ALON, ARE YOU JEALOUS? THE BLACK DUKE IS JEALOUS! CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT! YES! NO TYRANT COLD-HEARTED DUKE FOR ONCE! SERENA, YOU ARE AWESOME!"

Serena, of course, continued praising herself, but for Alon's sanity and pride, the rest has been omitted.

"But I have one Papa! One!"

"Of course, you have one."

Alyssa nodded furiously showing her agreement, to the point head Alon feared her little head just fall off. And Alon didn't want that to happen... again.

He pressed Alyssa to his chest. Never again. Never again would he consider that witch as his own.

Reincarnation. An old concept. It even had a genre of its own – Isekai.

Reincarnation was the philosophical or religious belief that the non-physical essence of a living being started a new life in a different physical form or body after biological death. It was also called rebirth or transmigration.

Isekai, on the other hand, was an "accidental travel" genre of light novels, manga, anime and video games that revolve around a normal person from Earth being transported to, reborn or otherwise trapped in a parallel universe or fantasy world.

The main character, meaning the reincarnated person, was mostly the chosen one – also, somehow, under horrible life-threatening situation. He or she also had some basic idea of the world, helping him/her reach a happy ending.

Oh, also, the Villain usually became the Hero and the Hero turned out to be a jerk.

Alon was... reverse Isekai-ed. And so was his family, his murderer, the witch he had considered his 'daughter', his servants, his personal butler, his knights –

"ETCETERA!" Serena yelled, pulling her hair in frustration. Background information didn't interest her. "ENOUGH, ENOUGH! WE HAVE OTHER CHARACTERS WHO WILL EXPLAIN SOMETIME, SO LET'S LEAVE IT AT THAT!"

In his last life, he himself had ordered for Alyssa's execution to please his 'daughter'.

Alon did not have all his memories – but he could never bring himself to forget Alyssa's last words.

I was the fake, Father. However, I do not hold grudges against you.

"Never again," he whispered.

Holding her father's shirt tighter, the little girl grinned from ear to ear within his warmth. Never again. Never again would she lose him to some other girl.

She had one father.

He had one daughter.

To hell with Erica.

Serena crossed her legs, satisfied. Her popcorn was untouched – she was so engrossed with the family drama. A loving father. A fake daughter. A reincarnated family.

It was the ideal time to kill Erica and her lover in their marriage now.

Oh, also, time to assign the Humans from Earth their bodies in the Medieval Times.

She had to get some other souls in these characters' previous bodies – it was kind of important because she couldn't have soulless bodies lying around.

Yep.

It was not reverse Isekai. It was a two-way Isekai.