Saving the short tempered Villainess
Waking up in an unfamiliar room, I sat up from the bed I was in. My head throbbed with a dull ache, and memories I didn't recognize began to flood my mind. "Memory synchronizing...98%...99%...success." A mechanical voice echoed in my head, but I pushed it aside. As the pain in my head began to fade, I started to piece...