REWRITING THE DESTINY || EDITING ||

She was the most feared assassin - cold, precise, and deadly. But beneath the weapons and scars, she loved nothing more than losing herself in books. One mission, one gunshot to the chest... and the next thing she knew, she was gasping awake in a stranger's bed, feeling the very same pain that killed her.

She had transmigrated - not into a hero, not into a noblewoman loved by all... but into the story's villainess. The woman destined to be hated, betrayed, and die a tragic death at the hands of everyone she trusted.

But destiny forgot one thing: the body may belong to a helpless villainess... but the soul inside belongs to a killer.

The story says she falls. The story says she suffers. The story says she dies.

She says otherwise.

"Your ending was written long ago? Fine. Then watch me rewrite it."