The world? Ha! Even hell and heaven fear her! Teufel was a notorious terrorist well-known for her ruthless nature. The government was already at its wits trying to catch her but for naught. While enjoying the peak of her achievements and fame, her soul suddenly transmigrated to an otome game she never even played. Reincarnated: "You have death flags on every route because of the heroine!" Teuful: "Haha! Then that makes it easy, let's just kill the heroine. Problem solved! I'm a freaking genius." *smirks* Reincarnated: *facepalm*... Author's Notes: Credits to gumicatkiller (she's an artist in tumblr) for her art which I used as a book cover. WARNING: This story contains violence, cursing and some offensive words to several culture/religion which may not be suitable to some audiences.

❝ 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘦, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴. ❞ Park Ye-jun was a quiet kid. Smart, but reclusive. And one in his life was his eternal love一 music. He breathed it and he lived for it. And he died for it. And the next time he woke up, his vision was filled with jeweled blue. ↳SPORADIC UPDATES ↳REWRITING CHAPTERS (14/27) storyline © MissNoir11 (𝘕𝘺𝘹) cover © MissNoir11 (𝘕𝘺𝘹)

Starfire: The top assassin feared by all, with a side hobby as an anonymous hacker who no one knew about - not even the organisation she worked for. Who would have thought she was the short, always-smiling, blonde girl who seemed to have no care in life and was always just looking for fun? And yes, if you are wondering "was?" That's because she died. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- [So yes, you are dead. I am a top system who helped you, and now you will be going from world to world to complete quests and-] The system was cut off from its listings as Starfire laughed. "Really?~ That sounds like a lot of fun. I accept!" She said with a grin that took the system aback. [But I didn't even...] "Mhm?" She rose a brow and the system just went silent, deciding to sulk in its mind instead. {She didn't even allow me to tell her the reward she gets after...} If it could, it would have gone to a dark corner in the space to crouch there and sulk. {I couldn't even brag about myself and how powerful I am to bring her from the dead...} ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Join Starfire as she journeys on... just for fun. Oh, right, I almost forgot! The "Head" is trying to get her to attain something, and an amused stalke- spectator appeared who might be her friend or foe. Be prepared for a dash of humor, action, world-hopping, mystery, and well... fun! Trigger warning: I shouldn't have to say this, but there will be mentions of death and dark humor here as is expected in transmigration/reincarnation stories. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is my original story and should not be copied. The pictures aren't mine. - Tennyliz.

Pretty, daughter of a duke, with a good body and a good family, and yet they choose an ironing board? It just means that the problem is theirs I'm obviously perfect, I may be a villain but I'm too cute to end up in prison or dead. But I will not run away I will become the best villain ever, so good that they will not even be able to kill me. So let's get to work: "I'm going to be the best villain ever"

I died because I was too lazy to dodge the car coming my way, and so I never breathed again. Then, I woke up in a small child's body; Phoenix Elan, the villainess of a popular novel I once read. The right thing to do at a time like this is, avoiding the main characters right? '... but I'm too lazy, I can't do that- it's too tiring for me.' So, I just lived my life, & seems that caused the novel to turn really strange... 'You don't have to do anything, I'll do everything for you my lovely Phoenix,' says the villain who was supposed to be obsessed with the female lead. 'Phoenix looks pretty no matter what,' defends the woman who was to be the cause of my death, the female lead. 'Even if there's a single thorn in your path, I'll move it. If it's for you, I'll wipe the whole nation down to the ground,' says the male lead who should've hated me. Seriously, there's something wrong with the protagonists, I swear! Warning; the cover isn't my property!!!

Haruka was an adorable ball of fluff and a scientist in his past life, studying CRISPR. However, when an 'accident' causes him to die and take the soul of a fictional villain in a fictional otome game, he realises that all of his research is gone, and everyone hates him for some reason! Read along as the lazy boy attempts to study the art of magic, family and even love! Picture on profile creds - although I cannot find the original author, it should be @ticatla_10 with an either deleted account or changed username

Flare Fyche Henessy is her name. Living an adventurous life across the four continents of Elysian Empire. She's a daredevil, blunt, and feisty woman of the Fire Tribe. Untamed like a tigress, hot as a wildfire. The woman with so much finesse, and messing with her, means meeting her hellfire. However, no one truly knows who she is, nor her roots and origin, and when they do, the truth shall never set them free, but the truth shall chain and imprison them. The truth they wished they never should've seek for. The truth they force to deny, and the lie they make them believe. Cover made by @Saiidesigns Images used all throughout the story aren't mine, credits to the rightful owners.

I don't know if I died or not, but the moment I regained my consciousness, I was already standing on a field full of grass and surrounded by trees. "W-what is that...?" A screen was floating in front of me. 「 Welcome, new adventurer! 」 "Adventur...rer?" But..... I'm so small! My body is the size of a 9 year old kid! And I don't even know what the hell happened to me. After I read some information on the screen, I was amazed that the world I was in was like a VRMMORPG. Magic exists and so does the level. "Huh?" When I look at my status, I'm not neither a mage that cast magic nor a swordsman that wields a sword, instead.... I'm a puppeteer! Will I survive in this new world despite knowing that I don't have a place to stay or food to eat? Note: This is more likely in Fantasy. Magic goes bruh broom brr. Also, there is some terms in this stories that is hard to understand like skills, ultimate skill, so read the prologue for that one. Anyways give me a vote y'all Started Serializing on October 9, 2022 and finished: December 28, 2022 [Volume 1]