Domprotagonist Stories

My life was never tranquil. Even in sleep, my body rested, but my mind never did. Messy days were safer than quiet ones. Stillness is rarely a good sign. For someone in my line of work- You'd expect a brutal end. Burned in hell, possibly. If there's a god. And yet when I died- I woke up in an otome game. A weird shift in genre. Breathing again but, In the body of another. A butler. A disposable pawn. After the contract, I assumed it would be the usual routine: Blend in. Satisfy the contract. Complete the cycle. But the pattern made a sudden shift. "I know, you love me. No, you are obsessed with me!" What is this even about... Maybe it's time to retire. __________________________________________ Cover Art Credit to: @duduvsky → i.e. me