LIght_Novel_San

['Good people die young.' 

That was an irrefutable fact.

In her life, all she did was give everything she has to the people around her. Living in a world where man-eating creatures exist, she was more blessed than anyone, or is she?

She shares all the things she possesses with the people she deemed as 'comrades.' She became selfless and ignores her desires because maybe, even if they live in a scary world, they could have joy in it even just a little bit. 

But she was soon proved wrong. Her 'comrades' left her to be eaten to save themselves. She thought that it was fine. But the 'monsters' she expects to eat her were more of 'devils' in the humans' clothing. She was tortured, experimented and she toyed mentally, physically, and spiritually. Her being was put in place worse than death. 

And finally, she came to rest.]


"You wrote...this story?" she asks.

The other person laughs crazily: "It's so sad, right? Haha!"

Her face darkens. She looks into the sky and calms herself. 

The other person became puzzled: "Do you remember your—"

Bam!

She smashed her friend's face to the table and fanned herself. 

In her first life, she lived only to be tortured and became someone else's stepping stone. In her second life, she came to know that her first life was nothing but a fraudulent novel, that she's only damn cannon fodder. 

When she opened her eyes again, it's already her third life. 

She blinks her eyes. How come it resembles the settings of her first life?

"Groans.."

...It's the same, but it seems like something changed in the gender department?

Hollowed Out

As Vayne's psychic power awakened, things got easier. For example, she doesn't need to stand up just to retrieve an object or exert more effort, all she needs is to think about what she wants to do, exert some of her psychic power, and poof! Everything is solved!


Nonetheless, the most problematic problem that she has now, has been concluded.


Every time she needs to pee, she would imagine her additional leg standing up on its own and pouring the waste liquid. Every time she does this, that certain leg feels like it's on clouds, or like it's flying. It feels strange but also marvelous.


One time, Vayne was dancing with the energetic tune playing. She was swinging her hips, swinging every part of her body. She was doing a headbang and felt pain with that part swinging sideways so she used her power to swing it back and forth just like how she headbangs. Vayne didn't look but imagine how that additional leg is partying like it has its own life.


Vayne was startled and stared at the intruder, it was Butler Qing.


Butler Qing was dumbstruck, and so is Vayne.


Butler Qing:"Young Master, you have....umm... lively....uhhh...magical...the little young master fell.."


"Please pardon my intrusion.." and left.


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