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Upon opening my eyes, a wooden ceiling greeted me.

A bare wooden ceiling.

Feeling the softness against my back, I realized I was lying on a bed.

As I sat up on the bed, turning my head to feel the sensation on my shoulders and back, blonde hair tickled my shoulders.

No matter how I looked at it, that blonde hair belonged to me. Blonde strands swaying with the movement of my head.

Sensing something amiss, I calmly surveyed the room. A shabby wooden house. It was a one-room dwelling with just a bed, wardrobe, table, and chair.

*Creak.*

As I tried to get up from the bed, something was grasped in my hand.

It was a hand mirror.

In that mirror was the face I had just seen moments ago. I touched my face, furrowed my eyebrows, and performed various actions. Eventually, I realized that the person in the mirror was indeed me.

“Me… transformed!?”

When I spoke, a distinctly different feminine voice came out, prompting me to instinctively cover my mouth.

‘Maid…’

No matter how you heard it, the voice just now was unmistakably that of the player character, Maid, which had been playing continuously until a moment ago.

Neatly laid out beside me as if to prove my identity as the maid were maid attire and an elegantly written letter placed on the table.

The pattern on the letter sealed within the envelope was unforgettable.

It was the crest of the noble family where the villainess Yeongae resided.

I gently took out the paper from the slightly torn envelope and read its contents.

The letter requested me to take on the role of the villainess Yeongae’s maid.

This scene. This letter. The maid attire in front of me and the face reflected in the mirror.

It was an unbelievable situation, but now I had to face reality.

Events that could only happen in comics, novels, or anime.

It was a possession.

I had possessed the role of the maid in the game “Villainess Yeongae Maker.”

Upon entering what seemed to be a bathroom door, a large mirror awaited me, reflecting the woman I had seen on the screen.

An incredibly refined woman who could easily be mistaken for a saintly character in another game.

Her face was so beautiful that it seemed like it would melt, exuding an aura that forbade any lies.

Her softly smiling eyes seemed angelic, her petite and pretty nose, sharp jawline.

Without comparison, her height seemed tall, likely around 170 centimeters.

And most strikingly, her chest.

A large bosom filled with maternal love to the extent that one would undoubtedly call her the mother of the villainess Yeongae.

It was a chest size one would typically only see in comics.

What on earth was happening?

I must have just lost my memory after seeing the word “prologue” at the end.

Upon waking up, I had become the maid.

The biggest issue was…

“This body has a limited lifespan…”

While the maid certainly cherished the villainess Yeongae, one of the significant reasons she was executed was because of her limited lifespan.

A body that couldn’t last long anyway. Sacrificed for the sake of the villainess Yeongae.

Receiving this letter meant that the age of the villainess Yeongae was 10 years old.

She was executed at the age of 18. So, does that mean I can live for at least 8 years?

Overwhelmed by the despair of having only 8 years left, I buried my head in the bed, attempting to escape reality.

Was it because my face was buried in the bed? I couldn’t see anything.

Then, an illustration came to mind.

The scene of the maid being executed, covering her mouth with both hands, shedding tears, and the villainess Yeongae wailing more than anyone else.

“Just a moment.”

Why did the villainess Yeongae have to face execution? Why were all those numerous endings leading to executions?

Because that’s how the game developers decided.

Feeling nothing but despair as I selected the seemingly predetermined choices, I had no choice but to follow the story set by the game developers.

But now?

Raising my head, I see the landscapes before me. Sensations are felt.

This is reality now.

That means there are no constraints. It’s not about choosing options. It’s not about following a predetermined story.

So, can it be changed?

A future of becoming a fugitive. A future of becoming an executioner.

I have made up my mind.

Even if I am given a deadline, I won’t make the villainess shed tears.

If it comes to the worst, I’ll get a magic potion and die in her place. The body will die anyway.

At least there’s insurance.

What’s done is done. And come to think of it, isn’t it nice that I can see that cute villainess with my own eyes…?

Thinking like that, I suddenly felt a surge of energy in my body. To be able to see that small, cute creature with my own eyes.

I quickly got up to put on the maid’s attire on the table.

“But how do you wear this…?”

-Clatter.

As I pondered over the maid’s attire, an item underneath it fell to the floor.

“Isn’t this the notebook I saw every time I saved?”

When I picked up the notebook the maid used to jot down notes every time I saved, it felt like my head was splitting in pain.

“Ouch…!”

Fortunately, the pain subsided after a while, and some minimal pieces of information that could help me survive in this world came to mind.

They were pieces of information that could help me live as a maid.

“Just a moment…”

Among the remembered information, there was a very important piece.

“It was today, wasn’t it!?”

Today was the day I started as the maid of the villainess.

Urgently, I glanced at the clock ticking away magically. Time was running out.

I quickly dressed in the maid’s attire and grabbed the bag with the belongings I had prepared in advance, then left the house.

The bright sunlight blinded my eyes. As I blinked and my vision began to clear, I was momentarily stunned by the scenery before me.

“I really have been reincarnated into a game.”

Attires that were dimensionally different from reality. Buildings that I had only seen in illustrations and movies.

“This is not the time to be like this.”

Based on the information in my mind, I hurriedly ran towards the villainess to see her.

==

Upon arriving at the promised location written in the letter, a large mansion stood right in front of me.

There, a woman who looked like a maid was waiting for me.

“Welcome. Amelia.”

“She looks just like the illustration.”

“Oh, hello.”

For a moment, I was taken aback not knowing if she was calling me, but since there was no one else around, I nodded my head and greeted her.

Come to think of it, the maid’s name was Amelia. From now on, my name is Amelia. Amelia.

“Please follow me.”

Continuously repeating my name in my head, I followed the maid to a separate building where the villainess would reside.

Although I had seen it in illustrations, seeing it with my own eyes, the separate building was beyond imagination.

“So frail.”

“Sigh… It’s so pitiful to be in charge of that brat.”

The maid stopped and spoke to me.

I wanted to say something to the maid calling the villainess a brat, but I remained silent as I currently had no power.

“Just a moment.”

“How many times does she switch maids because of her nasty personality? I feel sorry for you, seeing how much you’ll suffer. Please endure for a while longer. It’s too troublesome to keep changing.”

“Pardon?”

“No matter what she says, as an adult, she should learn to endure.”

What is she talking about? Clearly, in the game, the maid scolded the villainess here and expressed pity for her.

She was a kind maid who even asked to take good care of the villainess.

But what on earth is she saying now?

“Is the person I’m in charge of really that nasty?”

“Sigh. Truly a demon, a devil. Just the epitome of an evil character. The suffering caused by that demon, it’s why I live secluded in this annex. You, who are tasked with being a maid, are not at fault. Well, it’s unavoidable. You need money. How can an 8-year-old have such a foul personality?”

What on earth is going on? That cute being is a demon. The treatment now feels like something out of an 18th-century war.

Wait a moment. Eight years old? Wasn’t it when maids took on evil roles at the age of 10?

Could it be that the evil character I’m going to serve now is a different one?

I hadn’t pondered my dilemma for long. It was because of the maid who handed me the key and left her place.

Due to information completely different from the game, my head throbbed.

But having come this far, there’s no turning back.

As I unlocked the lock on the annex door and entered, I widened my eyes at the sight before me.

It was in a state far from clean. Every visible surface was covered in dust, with cobwebs even in the corners of the ceiling.

-Step. Step.

I walked towards that room where I had only seen the evil character through illustrations.

A firmly closed door.

-Knock. Knock.

Behind this door lies the evil character.

“Who’s there?”

The voice that only came through the speaker resonated clearly in my ears. A quaint and cute voice.

But why does the tone sound so irritable…?

Surely this voice belongs to the evil character.

“I am the new maid, Amelia.”

I introduced myself as politely as possible. However, due to the evil character cutting me off, my words overlapped.

“Another maid? I said I don’t need one right now. Just leave. Wait, who are you?”

Does our evil character speak like this? What on earth is happening? This is reality, not a game…?

“Uh, I’m maid Amelia.”

“Amelia? Really Amelia?”

“Yes. I am Amelia, but…?”

-Thud!

Did the door just break? With a loud noise, the door swung open.

As I slightly lowered my head, there stood Lily, the evil character I had only seen on screen until now.

Lily had her trademark black twintails and bright red pupils. She was truly different from the screen. Living and moving, Lily was more adorable and beautiful than anything else.

I quickly bowed to Lily.

“Let me introduce myself again. I am Amelia, your new maid, Lily.”

And I made a vow. I would never let tears show in front of Lily, only a happy smile.

But that vow was shattered immediately.

-Drip… Drip…

As I raised my head at the sound of dripping water, I saw Lily crying. Sobbing uncontrollably.

‘What…?’

“Are you… okay, Lily?”

Confused, I knelt down to wipe away the tears streaming down Lily’s cheeks, and she jumped into my arms.

My large chest enveloped Lily’s face warmly.

‘What’s going on? Both the maid and Lily are so different from the game. And Lily’s actions are like…’

“Mom…”

‘Like…’

-Thud!

“Aaah…!”

“Mom?!”

Suddenly, immense pain engulfed my entire body.

It was a pain akin to someone peeling the skin off my body with a knife. An unbearable agony swept over me.

“Ugh…!”

-Thud!

This time, it felt like my limbs were being severed.

“Ah…!”

-Poof!

“…!”

Now, it felt like someone was stabbing my eyes with a knife, sending excruciating pain shooting through my brain.

I tried not to scream in front of Lily, but I couldn’t bear it.

“Aaargh!!!”

In my attempt to wipe Lily’s tears, my hand clutched my eyes, and I screamed before fainting.