Okay, let's shift gears and make it a revenge story. Here are the first three paragraphs:
The city, a concrete jungle teeming with secrets, held its breath as the clock ticked towards midnight. In the heart of its shadows, a figure emerged, cloaked in the darkness, their eyes burning with a cold, calculated fire. This was not a hero, nor a villain, but a force of nature, fueled by the bitter taste of betrayal and a thirst for retribution. Their name, once whispered with affection, was now a weapon, a promise of the storm to come.
Years had passed since the events that had shattered their world, leaving behind a trail of broken promises and stolen dreams. The scars, both visible and unseen, served as a constant reminder of the injustice they had endured. Now, armed with a plan meticulously crafted in the depths of their solitude, they stepped back into the world, ready to collect the debts owed. Every step was a calculated move, every encounter a test of their resolve.
The city's underbelly, a network of shadows and whispers, became their playground. They moved through the labyrinthine streets like a phantom, gathering information, manipulating events, and dismantling the lives of those who had wronged them. Their methods were as ruthless as the pain they carried, their actions driven by a singular, unwavering purpose: to make those who had caused their suffering pay the ultimate price.
[ONGOING]
I was just an ordinary girl, a broke college student hustling at a convenience store to pay for my nursing degree.
One night, after clocking out from my glamorous life of stocking instant noodles, I got hit by a truck.
My first thought?
Finally. I could fulfill my dream of becoming the ultimate, iconic villainess.
And wouldn't you know it, dreams do come true.
I woke up as Rosalia Salvatore. The Mafia Princess. The Evil Bitch. The Crazy Villainess.
From the reverse harem game "Trapped By My Captors", yes, that 18+ NSFW disaster with the kinkiest good ending and the bloodiest bad ending imaginable.
Bloody hell, I didn't get isekai'd into a fluffy noble high school romance. No. I got yeeted into a dark mafia thirst-trap simulator.
But guess what?
I'm not your easy, doe-eyed heroine. If any of these "love interests" think they can kill me, I'll bite their heads off. Literally.
Buckle up, boys. My wrath comes in heels, and it kicks hard.
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