Sienna, a 40-year-old assistant manager at an IT company, feels trapped in a monotonous life, for the luxurious lifestyle she craves. Without wealthy parents or a mysterious inheritance from her grandfather, she has had to work tirelessly to fulfill her dreams of wine in the weekend, fishing on the yatch on summer, skiing by winter, and touring a vineyard in fall.

Her relentless focus on her career has come at the expense of her relationships, with most of her past girlfriends either cheating on her or leaving due to her constant neglect. 

Sienna's go-to response when relationships end is, "What else do they need?" - she simply doesn't understand why her past partners couldn't be satisfied with her providing for their material needs.

Seeking an escape, Sienna immerses herself in a video game called 'Vintage Point', where the protagonist, male/female, inherits their grandfather's vineyard and creamery. Through the use of cheating codes she got from the game community, Sienna amasses unlimited wealth and the ability to have multiple wives in the game - living out her dream life virtually. 

"Oh lord, rich, vineyard, and wives. My dream life." One night, after a few too many glasses of wine, Sienna passes out in front of her computer.

When she wakes up, Sienna finds herself in a large, medieval-style house, surrounded by four distressed women who seem to blame her for their current life. Disoriented and unsure of what is happening, "What is happening?"

This unexpected turn of events propels Sienna into a surreal situation, where the line between her virtual dream life and reality becomes blurred.

Emperor Dorian von Thalurian slammed the war declaration onto his desk. The impact cracked through the silence of his office room like a whip, sending a tremor through the two aides who were sitting while reading some of the empire's documents.


The prime minister had burst into the emperor's office too early in the morning, his face pale and slick with sweat, clutching a sealed scroll stamped with Aethelgard's crest. The guards barely had time to announce the prime minister before he fell to one knee in front of Emperor Dorian von Thalurian.


"Your Majesty," he gasped, holding out the parchment. "The Kingdom of Aethelgard has declared war."


For a heartbeat, the room went utterly still. The Emperor's gaze darkened as he rose from his chair. He snatched the scroll from the minister's trembling hands and tore it open, eyes scanning the words written in Aethelgard's elegant, written script.


Chapter 180 - Chapter 180. Who's the Weak Now?