Hands To Kill
No Nosebleeds Allowed
[Welcome Back To The World of
HANDS TO KILL
You are successfully now
a person of this world
Its your new life]
Amidst the dark, black space with twinkling stars, a system window with letters popped out in front of her, when she was busy wondering whether she had gone to hell or heaven. She was floating because of weightlessness. Her eyes fluttered with confusion while looking at the unknown thing. Moreover, the name Hands to Kill—it was a novel she finished writing just today. She was a person of that story now?
”What kinda bullshit is that? ”
She couldn grasp the situation no matter how much she recalled her memories from maybe few hours ago. While returning home from school, excited for checking the increasing ratings of the novel named Hands to Kill—Derith Lee, died by rolling down the stairs. Some students used to bully her in school because the so-called-prince confessed to her, the school princess. She didn expect them to go as far as pushing me through the stairs.
It was not only because the school prince confessed to her. It was because in one of her reply to a comment of a classmate fan of Hands to Kill who asked her how the villain of the novel looked like—she replied to her saying that she could imagine him, the villainous Crown Prince, as the actual so-called prince from her school.
That caused a huge commotion among the fan girls. She didn expect one of them to push her. They must have been freaked out now that she was gone and dead.
That is for the better. Fuck them.
HANDS TO KILL—the plot was
like any other stories had a main character. It was the Princess, sister of the Crown Prince. Her name was Rolilee Ree Rejuvinx—who was a villainess before she saw the future after being hit by a divine mystic beast. She was a villainous princess who bullied the heroine along with her twisted brother. After being attacked, she saw the future where the villainous her and her brother were killed by one of the male leads eventually because of their evil nature towards Derith. So, to avoid the destruction of her and her lovely younger brother, she avoided the death route successfully and instead led the heroine of the future who was to occur, Derith Evaya Enich to her doom.
It was not her intention to kill Derith but Derith was beheaded by her brother, the Crown Prince, the only person with whom Rolilee shared about the future she saw coming. So, to avoid the chances of being killed, the Crown prince killed Derith.
Of course, these are all the author Derith wrote.
Derith, the one who was supposed to be protected by the male leads instead was killed. Of course, all the male leads who loved her couldn save her. The end of the novel was a normal or maybe an open ending where the Crown Prince and his sister avoided death and survived.
The story ended there. And she, Derith, was going to be that Derith now. Derith was her and she was Derith. It was hard to accept.
The space around her started to break like pieces of glasses once she finished thinking about all the things that would occur soon enough. It started to become empty. She disappeared into nothingness.
Soon, she felt warmth unlike how she was cold like a dead person before. She felt a rapid heart beating inside her, a pulse and a mind. Derith could feel her soul inside a living body.
What is happening? Rather…is it really happening? She wondered, struggling to open her eyes. Being inside Deriths body, it happened for sure because she could hear people calling Deriths or her name desperately.
”Derith! Why isn she waking up, doctor? My, my child. . .is she never going to wake up? ” A desperate voice cried out. The voice was laced with so much concern.
”I am sorry, my Duke. Shes likely to not wake up soon. Its a state where the person is alive but stays as if dead. Again, my deepest apologies. Ive tried upto my best abilities, ” the person, who sounded to be the doctor, uttered apologetically.
Derith opened her eyes. Bright light hit her eyes.
”What do you mean— ”
The doctors jaw dropped; he hysterically pointed at Derith who had just opened her eyes.
”D-Duke, D-Duke! L-lady, l-lady, s-she, she is awake! ” The doctor cut off the Dukes scream and pointed his finger towards Derith, his eyes almost bulging our of their original place. Soon, a certain light blue hair came into her vision, his light eyes filled with tears, mouth wide open this time. His hands that were holding mine tightened.
He was the Duke of the Kingdom, Hioke Enich. In other words, he was now her father.
She felt an unknown emotion while looking at the character whom she created herself back in her previous life. Hioke Enich was so realistic that she felt scared. What was going to happened to her now? She had no clue about it.
Shall I speak? Is my voice going to be too different? How will I get used to it? It was still hard to believe that she had reincarnated into a world of a novel which she wrote herself. She slowly lifted her small hand and pinched her arm. It hurt, indicating that it was really not a dream where she was in.
”Father, ” Derith called Hioke, who seemed to be far too shock to even move now. Her voice sounded very childish. However, it was not different from the voice she had when she was twelve. Of course she wouldn forget her voice because she was killed when she was just fifteen.
Those classmates are really the definition of murderers. But its still weird how I just died falling from stairs.
She shook her head. Seeing her actions, Hioke felt worried. Why was she shaking her head after calling him father?
What is this? Why is it the same voice as mine? Am I really Derith? Her thoughts were interrupted my someone hugging her tightly; tight enough to crush her bones. A gasp escaped her mouth.
”Derith! You are awake! This is a miracle! Jean, call the Duchess! ” Hioke, the Duke or her father, shouted out to Jean, who was standing beside the doctor. She looked at him with wide eyes. He was a butler and she originally wanted him to be old. The butler who she saw was very young and handsome. His dark brown hair was combed neatly. His green eyes twinkled Brightly when he made an eye contact with her.
”Yes, Duke! I am calling the Duchess immediately! ” Even his voice was so sweet.
No Derith. No simping for older guys. She reminded herself.