superAyan

[Status: Completed /02/14/24]

Synopsis:

When Monarki found herself tied inside a dark castle dungeon, she merely thought that it was all just a product of her dream. But when knights appeared in front of her and ordered her to be dragged to the guillotine, she realized how intense and terrifying her dream was. Determined to go on and witness where her silly dream will take her, she obediently puts her neck under the blade that screams her death.

“Death to the sloth! Execute the lazy bitch!”

She was convinced that it wasn’t real, but when the coldness of the blade touched her skin, the heart-wrenching cries and tear-stained faces of her loved ones filled her vision.

She finally realized that her lethargic and boring life as Monarki had ended, and her new identity in that unfamiliar world where magic and monsters exist began. However, the lingering soul of the body’s owner, Luna, seemed to have wanted her body back.

Will Mona allow her to reclaim her life once more? Or will she fight for her own life, despite the truth that nothing belonged to her in that world?

“What can I offer for you to feel belong in this world?” Asked by the Grand Duke who wanted her to stay.

The man gave his heart instead, now owned by Monarki. 

Join Monarki to unravel the mysteries revolving around her transmigration, and find out why her soul, of all people, was the one who got summoned.

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This is my first story so I can assure you that I'll finish it no matter what^^
The novel will focus on Mona's adventure as she unravels the mysteries revolving around her and Luna's identity. Romance is quite slow, but it will gradually focus on that, so please keep reading^^ Thank you!

- Cover is mine^^

Summoned by a Pretend Villainess

"What happened?" Asked Eli as soon as she saw Mona entering the room with the Grand Duke.

Almost everyone was waiting for them in that room. Mona nervously scanned the area trying to look for the young kid. When her eyes couldn't see him, she sighed in relief. She still didn't know how to face the boy after what happened.

Mona focused her gaze on the center and she couldn't help but shrink at the piercing gaze of Duke Wynzel who was sitting beside the high priest.

She lowered her head and bit her lips. She wondered how she going to explain herself to the man.

She blinked in surprise when she saw the state of her clothes. Her appearance was ragged as if she had been somewhere far and mucky. Not only did mud and particles of dry leaves decorate her trousers and boots, but her top sleeves were also torn.

102. Someone's forgotten obsession