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Aeliana Faelith is a Elven princess, battle-harden mage that is in a losing duel with hands of Lucian Valtheris—the Demon Lord and the man she once loved. But just before death claims her, He confesses her love—and takes his own life for her. In regret and pain, Aeliana screams for a second chance to save her beloved and restart their destined fate.

The screen turns white, The Do-Over System grants her plea, She is then thrown back to the past, armed with her recent memories—of betrayal and heartbreak. Her mission is crystal clear: Stop Lucian before he becomes the monster she once faced.

With multiple attempts on different timelines, The Do-Over System makes her choose one and that will be her final attempt and the Do-Over System will self-destruct permanently leaving her in the current timeline. She chooses a timeline out of 10 in which, she discovers she and Lucian had a child but Lucian is in a deep coma with amnesia and doesn’t know who she is—

Will Aeliana be able to choose the ‘right’ timeline or doomed to save everyone? Is the child really theirs or a miracle honed to build peace between two opposing worlds then again—What is the price for falling for the Villain?


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The Do-Over System:My Beloved is the Villain!

Aeliana barely had a moment to catch her breath before Kael tensed beside her, his gaze snapping toward the dark corridor ahead. His hand went instinctively to his sword hilt, though they both knew the blade was barely worth wielding at this point.

"I heard footsteps," Kael muttered under his breath. His stance shifted, readying for another fight. "We've got company."

Aeliana's exhaustion vanished in an instant. Her muscles, already sore from battle, tensed once more as she turned toward the tunnel's entrance. The flickering torchlight barely reached past the jagged stone walls, casting deep, shifting shadows that made it impossible to see who—or what—was approaching.

Garrik sighed dramatically, rolling his shoulders. "Can't we get a break for five minutes?" He still gripped his axe, but there was a glint of readiness in his eyes.

03/13-We got company!