Amesaya

There's nothing wrong with Adelaide's life.

There's nothing wrong with being cheated on. After all, half of marriages end in divorce and most end from infidelity.

There's nothing wrong with getting addicted to an otome game. After all, everybody has something they're obsessed with.

There's nothing wrong with reincarnating as the villainess instead of the heroine. After all, the villainess is richer and more powerful.

There's nothing wrong with the villainess chasing after one of the love interests. After all, it's not like he's the canon route.

There's nothing wrong with Ophelia's life.

In My Next Life I'll Win the Heart of the Male Lead

We follow Lucas down yet another corridor until we reach a large chamber filled with magical symbols covering its walls, ceiling, and floor. This chamber is lit by torches instead of the glowing magic stones, illuminating the room well enough to see clearly.

It's decorated with carvings of arcane sigils and runes. I can't even begin to recognize any of the characters.

Valentine shivers slightly and touches his arm with his other hand nervously. "What are these...?"

Cyril waves a hand dismissively. "I cannot be bothered to study everything in here. Nor would I even if I had the time."

Roland mutters an agreement under his breath. "Lots of junk carved on the walls...and I can't tell what any of it means either."

"Be on guard." Cyril squints, looking around. "The magic is thicker than ever in the air. We are very near to the Angel's Tear, and any kind of traps may yet linger before we use the final key."

The Final Trap