Headless Villainess
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Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.
In the current world I am a selfish villainess that lived as she liked; in the previous world I lived modestly.
The result of my self-centered, spoiled lifestyle was to be cheated on by my fiancee, the prince, who after conspiring with his lover, broke off his engagement with me and as the result of a strict trial, my execution was decided. And thankfully as a noble I received an 'honorable' death by guillotine.
And so, after I was decapitated by the guillotine, I was reborn into a corpse...
Re"born"?
No wait, I don't even have a head, what are you telling me to do now?
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