I Watched a Play

Romance Fantasy · Reincarnation · Revenge

She was born as the legitimate daughter of a marquis house.

Her pretty face and the power of her family were enough to make her arrogant.

She was the protagonist wherever she went.

People were always crowding around her, and they always praised her.

Even at the moment when she stood at the very peak as a woman, she thought it was only natural.

That was her place, and no one could covet it.

No, she thought no one would be able to covet it.

The moment her illusion shattered, the lofty position she had held became a blue-glinting blade that pressed against her neck.

The crowd that had praised her turned into a pack of jackals biting at her, rushing to tear her to pieces.

Until the very last moment, she cried out in injustice, cursing the world and coughing up blood.

She was me.