My name is Lana, I had been nothing more than an ordinary high school girl. Perhaps I was smart, but outwardly, I was plain—far too plain…
Through out my school years, I was subjected to every kind of bullying. Maybe the only way I managed to endure was by consoling myself with thoughts like: This is a test from God, one day my suffering will end.
My only true comfort was immersing myself in anime and novels—worlds where I could feel strength and peace.
One day, I was rereading my favorite novel "When The Duke Cried at My Grave."
The story was about a noble heroine who endured endless injustice and cruelty. Despite her intelligence and kindness, she ultimately met a tragic end—betrayed and wronged…
The male lead, realizing the truth only after her death, waged a desperate battle for revenge. He triumphed against all odds, but in the end, he fell to his knees before her grave, his last breath proving that her love was the final light of his life.
Even though I had to read the story many times, it still overwhelmed me with emotions—as if I were experiencing it a new.
Helpless… weak… afraid… loving… It doesn't matter how good you are… how smart… how kind… how forgiving… In the end, this cruel world shows no mercy.
Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced through me. It was as though all the grief and sorrow I had buried deep within my heart had finally broken free.
My body was overwhelmed by a trembling pain and a heavy helplessness, all I could do in these moments was how frustrating it was, in my life and even in my last breath I was just weak and helpless.
My vision grew hazy, darker and darker… until everything was swallowed by pitch blackness.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a room completely unlike my own.
"Wait… this place… it feels familiar…" I whispered.
A maid entered, smiling warmly.
"Good morning, young lady Alice."
I stared at her face in disbelief.
That face… I knew it...It was Nina, Alice Nicolai's maid
[What—?!] My heart screamed.
Rushing to the mirror, I froze as the reflection stared back at me.
The face in the glass was not mine…
It was Alice's.
[Huh ?isn't this Alice Nicolai ?!... wait does that mean... I… I've reincarnated into the body of the tragic heroine ?!]