How could this be!
Vylian remembered!
She remembered everything!
She was originally a male college student from Blue Star who died of sudden exhaustion after overexerting himself during a late-night session.
Afterward, he transmigrated into the Yuri manga he had been reading at the time.
The manga’s art style was incredibly vivid. Even a seasoned veteran who had seen everything couldn’t remain unfazed by such exquisite drawings and action choreography.
At that time, Vylian had regarded it as his personal Bible.
Even with only girls, they could pull off many impressive moves.
In short, in the grand finale, Vylian was defeated and died a vengeful death after the Hero used a curse against her.
As the artist’s final work before presumably being sent to prison, they had poured their life’s blood into it. Every position imaginable by the human mind appeared at least once.
It was quite heart-pounding.
In the story, even though Alice was planted with a curse just like she was now, she was able to treat the curse as a setback and grow stronger because of her [Strength through Adversity] talent.
The curse actually became a cheat code that accelerated her growth.
Consequently, the Hero easily pinned the Demon King beneath her during the final battle.
The morbid Hero forgot to eat or sleep, finding her peace of mind only when she heard Vylian’s screams.
As the clock turned on the page, every time slot featured a different move — a masterpiece of the genre.
The battle lasted for exactly forty-nine days and featured 294 different moves.
Begging for mercy or trying to escape was useless until Vylian finally died and dissipated.
Currently, Vylian’s long hair was a bit messy. Under normal circumstances, she might have laughed at that Demon King.
But now, she was that Demon King.
And she had done the exact same stupid thing as in the original story!
At this moment, she felt a sense of powerlessness, as if she were being guided by fate or manipulated by something invisible.
“Shit! I’m so angry I’m laughing. Who the hell sealed my memories?”
Vylian’s expression twisted. Even with a frown, the innate beauty and cuteness of her face were hard to hide.
If it weren’t for her memories being sealed, Vylian would never have come here.
She probably would have hidden in the Abyss and lived a lazy life. Better to live a pathetic life than to die a glorious death — she would have just laid flat and done nothing.
She began to search her memories.
[Vylian! As the Corrupt Monarch and the vanguard Demon King of the Abyss, how can you hide in your own castle and live a peaceful life? Hurry to the mortal world and spread disaster! Do not forget your mission!]
[That’s right, that’s right! You are the hope of the Abyss! Our future is in your hands! Please carry everyone’s expectations and spread the disaster of Corrosion to every corner!]
[Damn it, she really is stubborn. She keeps saying strange things like ‘I won’t go out or I’ll definitely be screwed to death.’ How about we join forces and cast a forbidden spell to make her motivated?]
[Good! Let’s do it together!]
It was the other Demon Kings who did it!
It seemed that because she knew the ending, she had slacked off and hidden in the Abyss instead of coming to the mortal world.
The overachievers couldn’t stand it, so they cast a forbidden spell to seal the reason for her laziness, which just happened to seal that specific memory.
Then, full of motivation, she had skipped right out of the Abyss to ambush the Hero.
‘So what should I do now? The curse can’t be undone. If I just leave it alone, I’ll definitely end up as miserable as the ending of the manga.’
As she paced back and forth, Vylian bit her nails, her face full of panic and frustration.
Whenever she thought about it, the exquisite plot of the manga would involuntarily pop into her head.
What did forty-nine days feel like?
“Ah!!! I don’t want to know what it feels like! Instead of suffering the fate in the manga’s ending, I’d rather be stabbed to death by the Holy Sword!”
Vylian stomped her leather boots, her exquisite face contorted. A wisp of pure Corrosion energy gathered at her fingertips; with just a tiny bit, the girl before her would die instantly.
But her hand stopped in mid-air, hesitating to descend.
She had finally gotten a second chance at life.
She didn’t want to die.
Not the death in the ending, and not being skewered by the Holy Sword.
Killing the current Alice would undoubtedly be easy.
But if she killed Alice now, a new Hero would soon be born.
The forbidden spell to locate the Hero required an unknown price.
Even for her, casting it once was a massive drain.
She had finally reincarnated as an invincible being. Setting aside the fact that she went from a guy to a little girl — since her chest was as flat as a guy’s anyway — at least this power was the real deal.
‘Should I imprison the Hero?’
‘No, that won’t work.’
In her memories, other Demon Kings had tried that before, only to have the Hero pull off a desperate reversal.
It was as if, in this world, the existence of a Demon King was equivalent to a fixed natural disaster waiting to be defeated by the Hero in various ways.
“What if I change my approach?”
Vylian’s footsteps suddenly stopped, and a glimmer of thought flashed in her eyes. “Not the hands-off approach from the original story, but…”
A spark of inspiration suddenly struck, and a bold plan formed in Vylian’s mind.
“Instead, I’ll become the Hero’s companion… I’ll manipulate her every day, make her unlearned and useless, drive away her harem, and steal her opportunities… Then I’ll raise her to be a total failure kept by my side, brainwashing her into thinking she can only rely on me…”
Vylian rubbed her chin, analyzing the feasibility of the plan.
“Aren’t there tropes where the villain masquerades as the Hero’s companion after a defeat? If they can do it, why can’t I? I’m even in my peak condition, which is enough to handle most unexpected situations.”
Vylian knew the original plot!
If she cut off all the Hero’s opportunities, would a trash-tier Hero raised to be useless still have the possibility of defeating her?
“Maybe it’s worth a try. If it doesn’t work, I can just lock her in the dungeon. I have nothing to lose.”
Vylian’s eyes grew brighter. She let out a light laugh, and the ink-colored mist around her instantly retracted.
Her body swayed slightly as she adjusted her facial features.
Her original long black dress faded away, replaced by a tight black priestess uniform that outlined her petite and delicate figure.
She looked exactly like a sister of the Holy Church.
She shifted her gaze to Alice, who was lying beneath her.
Looking at that face, the plot of the original manga couldn’t help but surface in her mind. She felt the urge to step on the girl’s face and punish her.
“Can’t you think of a more normal way to get revenge? Sigh, I guess I’m not in a position to talk.”
Come to think of it, why did she think of using a curse in the first place?
It seemed to be a standard method used by the Succubus race.
She had learned the curse from her Succubus subordinates, who claimed it had a 100% success rate and that neither men nor women could resist its charm.
They had already used this method to corrupt many lives.
‘I was misled by bad advice.’
She leaned down and slung the still-unconscious Alice over her shoulder with one hand.
During the process, Alice was jolted awake for 0.5 seconds by the bumping, but the quick-witted Vylian immediately knocked her out again.
Looking toward a city in the distance, Vylian walked quickly in that direction.
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