The moment that Jada took her last breath is the moment that I took my first in this world. This world, a construct of a child's imagination. A fictional story book where Jada Azel is the villainess set to be married to the crown prince Marcus Claude III. Well Jada is no more, for I, a normal girl who watched my sister play otome games, am now occupying the so called villainess body. WTF?! Where is the exit button. Better yet why hasn't indoor plumbing been introduced yet. Oh, fuck it, I am going to revolutionize this world and be the richest person alive. If you can't beat them, you might as well build a tower of your own. A story written by a child may not be able to handle a fully developed and complex character. Stick around to find out how I shatter the stereotypes of this world. Wow, I never knew playing the villainess could be so much fun.