QT: Against My Will

184 4.8 – Lost – Dangerous Angels

In another part of the city, where only wealthy resided, inside of luxurious living quarters, a girl cursed at the chubby baby boy in traditional Chinese red costume, {“Dumb system! Is this how you fulfill my wish?! By putting me into the body of another cannon fodder?! Why did my soulmate have a fricking girlfriend?!”}

{Wuwu....You can only blame yourself. It’s not my fault that you couldn’t seduce your own soulmate.}

The girl wore a light purple ancient dress. As beautiful and dangerous as a shower of broken glass, silky long black hair cascaded down her pale and soft skin, alas snow. Blessed with rosy cheeks and cherry lips, her eyelashes fluttered like great fangs upon her purple irises. Having facial expressions under perfect control, her inner turmoils didn’t show up on her flawless face.

{“Scram! It’s because her heroine halo was too great! If I tried to separate them, he would burn me alive! Bing Shi is like my step sister from my life before I became a transmigrator. The kind and elegant white lotus, who schemed my death, stole my fiance, my parents, my carrier as an actress... everything.”}

The little boy bit his fingernails while lookinging at his host.

{ Are you saying that if you were first, you could accomplish the same thing as Bing Shi?}

The girl smirked, {“Is that a challenge? You just watch.”} Holding her head to receive the world story, she sneered at the absurdity of this world. She truly hates all heroines, {“Such a temptress, spreading her legs to all those powerful men. So who am I? Cheng Young’s fiance? Zhao Rong’s female shadow guard or Wang Guo’s concubine?”}

{No. This time, you’re a mob character. A merchant’s daughter, Fei Lan.}

While sending memories of the body’s owner to the girl, the chubby boy gave her the world mission.

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{Main mission: Gain Ru Quan’s love.}

{Side mission: Don’t make Cheng Young fall for you. +2000p}

{Side mission: Don’t make Zhao Rong fall for you. +2000p}

{“Who is Ru Quan? A hidden target?”}

There was no such man in the story.

{This mansion’s front gate guard. Good luck.}

{“Good luck, my ass! Come here! I swear I won’t cripple you! Why do I have to seduce a mere front gate guard?! You have five seconds to explain!”}

Fei Lan squeezed that boy’s ears. Her targets were always those like Zhao Rong. Something was suspicious.

{Wuwuwu...Host, Ru Quan is your soulmate.}

Fei Lan stopped.

{“Xuan Mu’s soul? Did Bing Shi reincarnate too?”}

{Yes, but her identity is unknown. Host, you should quickly snatch Ru Quan away before she does.}

‘He better be tall and good looking,’ Fei Lan walked towards her vanity, studying her features, she reminisced about her past. ‘Love makes you stupid.’ After being betrayed, she promised to never fall in love again. Especially the males that had some relationship with the female lead. Breaking them apart, seeing the female lead losing her halo, became her joy.

‘Doesn’t matter, they are all the same.’ She’ll obtain Ru Quan’s heart. He’ll pamper her to the heavens, and she’ll enjoy the pampering until she dies, then, repeat.

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Slouched against the majestic gate, as if he was a knight, his muscular body was covered in light armor. His flecks of blonde hair waved in the evening breeze. Fiery red eyes looked around the surrounding.

Did he reincarnate again? Receiving unfamiliar memories, his eyebrows furrowed like an eagle’s.

He ruled the world, stood above all, achieved his dreams, yet, he was dissatisfied. He no longer had anything left in life to accomplish. Living one lifetime after another, he was too worn out to fight.

What’s the purpose of reincarnation when sooner or later he’ll remember his past life? Thus, he began to define reality through self-inflicted suffering and misery.

Grabbing a knife from his sheath, he pointed it at his heart. The heart which should be dead and broken.

When an image of a girl appeared in his mind, he dropped the knife on the ground, his hands shaking.

That girl, he met her in his first lifetime. Later, he met her in his eighth lifetime. He received his past memories when he was around ten years old. Living alone in a small house, he would go to the kitchen to grab a knife to play with. When a doorbell woke him from his stupor, he decided to ignore it. Even when it changed into desperate knocking, he continued to ignore it. Until he heard some shrieks for help, did he go to check the situation.

Nothing. The entrance was empty. Was it an illusion? It had to be.

It was a month later that police and ambulance sirens surrounded the neighbor’s house. Curious, he walked out of the house to see the commotion. And here she was, being carried on a stretcher out of doors. She was fighting every man that got near her. Falling off the stretcher, she puked her guts out while crawling away from them. Yes, crawling, her legs seemed to be broken.

Due to all the injuries, he couldn’t recognize her at first. As if fate was playing a joke with him, only when it was too late, did he get to know her identity.

There was some feministic propaganda, and they used her picture and story as an advertisement.

Nobody noticed her disappearance. She was a university student living far away from her parents with no friends – a perfect victim.

She said that she attempted to run away on her second day, but that assailant caught hew when she tried to ask the empty house for help. No, it wasn’t empty, a boy was living there. If he helped her that day, she wouldn’t have to suffer in that cold room for a month.

But it was too late. Looking at the pamphlet with her picture, he tried to grab it, only for his hand to pass through it. ‘Little Monster...?’

It was her second time asking for help, and he ignored it again. He promised to look for her in the next lifetime. Sadly, his soul was too broken. From then on, he didn’t receive his past memories anymore. As if on the repeat, the moment he reached a certain age, he would commit suicide.

Leaping out of the mansion, he dashed through the streets, in search of one person. His crimson eyes scanned every passerby’s features.

Tension and anxiety started to build up in him as he stared blankly at all those colorful eyes and hair.

Now that he was lost...

Will he...

Will he get a chance to be found again?

+—- Author’s note —–+

Info dumb:

The Emperor/Empire vs The King/A Kingdom

This World: The three main sovereigns call themselves Emperors. There’s no rule. An emperor is someone who calls himself an emperor. That’s it. They see themselves as rulers of the world, because of their influence, neighboring sovereigns could only call themselves kings. (Kings don’t usually see themselves as rulers of the world.) On the other hand, their territories are kept as Kingdoms. (Kingdoms are different from Empires where one could keep their language, religion, and local customs. )

Overall: The Emperor is a higher rank but is not necessarily more powerful than a King from another part of the world. (Kings may hold a larger and more powerful army and navy. The British monarch could’ve been considered more powerful than the emperor of Ethiopia. However, as an absolute monarch, the Ethiopian Emperor had more actual power to shape his domain.)

Though Japan has an Emperor, it’s actually a kingdom.

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