Jin Hwan An

If you want to settle a grudge, then draw your sword and cut down your enemy.

At fifteen, Seok-an was eagerly waiting for her capping ceremony. But the day before that ceremony, rebel forces invaded. They set fires and looted indiscriminately, slaughtering countless civilians. No one escaped their wrath, from seventy-year-old elders to three- or four-year-old children. Seok-an endured by using her hatred as fuel. Life was worse than death, but she had to survive somehow.

After eight years of war, a new emperor rose and founded the Yan Dynasty, and Seok-an used her beauty as a weapon to move the emperor and eliminate her enemies one by one. Many people cursed her as the "seductive woman who brought ruin to the country," but Seok-an did not care. Her heart had already died in the year she was fifteen.

When she had taken revenge on all her enemies, Seok-an was twenty-five. With no regrets left, she closed her eyes peacefully.

And then.

When she opened them, she had returned to her childhood. Today was the fifteenth day of the second month, and her birthday was the twenty-eighth day of the fifth month. There were exactly one hundred days left until the day the rebels would seize the city.