Broken Story: Reborn as a Villainess Author
"My lady, you don't have to use your divine body on him! It's not necessary! Allow me instead!" Morena pleaded.
"No, I must... After all, it's my story. I'll do whatever it takes to get what I want." She laughed, her voice dripping with manipulation.
I was just a high school student who loved writing.
My entire life revolved around novels. Thousands of stories consumed, countless worlds explored, all building toward one dream: creating my own masterpiece.
Then a freak accident killed me, my best friend, and some random boy we'd just met.
As I took my last breath, only one regret burned through me: I never got to finish my novel.
Everything went dark.
When I opened my eyes, I stood before a god. She smiled at me with cruel amusement and offered a deal: complete my story from the inside, as a character that never existed in the original plot.
Before I could answer, reality shattered around me.
[Ding! You have successfully transmigrated into "The Life of an Evergreen"]
'...What?'
I wasn't the hero. I wasn't even a villain. I was nobody... a character
I never wrote.
But here's the thing about being the author: I know every secret, every twist, every character's deepest fear. I wrote this world with my own hands... which means I know exactly how to break it.
"You think you can rewrite your own story?"
"I already did once. What's stopping me from doing it again?"
If gods want to play games with my creation, then I'll show them what happens when the author steps into his own world. I'll manipulate every character, exploit every plotline, and twist this story until it bends to my will.
Because when you know how everything ends, survival becomes child's play.
The real question is: how far will I go to finish what I started?