Reborn before birth, raising children with love, beastmen, supernatural powers, and one woman cherished by many men this is the story I never thought would become mine. I am Denisse, once an ordinary woman from the 21st century, who opened her eyes one day only to find myself in a strange new world, the Veylith Continent. It is not a primitive place as one might imagine, but a land filled with its own order, mysteries, and challenges. Here, I must learn to survive among beastmen, to protect myself, and to carve out a future that belongs to me. My first thought was simple: I need money, even just a little, to stand on my own feet. Yet survival is more than coins; it is about finding warmth, building bonds, and raising the children who unexpectedly filled my life with laughter and hope. This world may test me in ways I never expected, but I will walk forward step by step, and perhaps in this land where danger and sweetness blend, I will find not just strength, but also love.

I opened my eyes and found myself in the body of Seraphina D'Artoisthe infamous villainess of Rose of Evermere. Her fate? Disgrace. Betrayal. Death. My plan? Forget love, get rich, survive. On the outside, I'll play the perfect noble lady on the inside? I swearing at naïve boys, side eyeing my parents and praying I don't trigger a single death flag before eighteen But the story starts to twist... I can't help but wonder why the hell is everything happening four years early?

Welcome to the anime. Please mind the curse. Okay. So. You know those stories where someone wakes up inside their favourite anime and becomes the chosen one? Yeah, this isn't that. Too bad. Feel free to click off. I woke up in my favorite anime - the one with the orphaned heir, the vampire butler, and enough dramatic monologues to power a small kingdom - but I'm not a hero. I'm not a villain. I'm not even supposed to exist. There's no "Wendy Crowe" in the cast list-I checked. No tragic backstory. No plot armour. Well, except the kind where I can't seem to die. More on that later. Now I'm pretending to be a fortune teller, living rent-free in a gothic mansion, third-wheeling an emotionally constipated protagonist and his smug undead manservant, and maybe - accidentally - breaking the entire storyline. Whoops. The good news? I can say whatever I want. Do whatever I want. The bad news? The more I mess with fate, the more fate starts noticing me. And if I'm not part of the story... What happens when the story decides it doesn't want me?