I have an endless life. Either it's a gift from God or a power, it's not from any of that. Rather, it is a curse. A curse cast upon me for being a very not good person during my first life. It all started with me as a villain, then died and lived as a doctor, then a knight, a tyrant's bride and all. I had experienced almost everything to the point that it all became tiring and felt restless. Now, all I wish for is to have a peaceful life. Far from cruelty, far from power. But there's one thing that I'm very sure of will remain in me... Dignity. I am Daeva, still restless, but not anymore a villain. This is a light fantasy novel. Please don't expect too much :) Inspired by: The Lady Wants to Rest