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Chapter 1
Has anyone here ever read a romance fantasy like this?
As soon as a holy knight named Seraphina defeated the Demon King and saved the world, she immediately disappeared and hid herself away.
Because she had a child.
No one really knows why she ran away with her daughter, but this novel… seems like a reverse harem. After all, the holy knight had three boyfriends.
As expected of romance fantasy, jobs that start with “holy” are always the most… open-minded.
Anyway, those three men went insane searching for her. But ten years later, a girl who looked exactly like the heroine suddenly appeared.
And not just anywhere—she enrolled at the very academy where those men now worked as teachers.
The three men immediately realized she was the child of their vanished lover and lost it completely. They fought over who her father was, showered her with everything she wanted…
Meanwhile, the girl was just confused. No matter how common hidden identities are in web novels, it was already ridiculous that her mother hid her father—now she was even hiding her identity too. Sigh…
Why am I talking about this?
Because I reincarnated as that daughter.
My past life was such a complete mess that I just wanted a normal life this time. Ha… life.
Still, my new parents are both daughter-obsessed. Hehe.
But what’s the problem?
I have no idea which novel world this is.
I don’t remember reading it or writing it.
Does anyone know?
Please, let it be a peaceful, cute, healing story. Please, please…
No one knows? Then let’s just assume it’s not a novel.
I’ll just consider myself lucky in the parent lottery this life and live happily here!
Hehe ( ◉ ᴗ ◉ʃƪ)❤
My parent lottery in my previous life?
A complete disaster.
Because I was killed by my own mother.
No, not in the sense that she scolded me to death—literally.
My previous parents were obsessed with money.
Their greed only got worse after I, as a child actress, became successful and earned them a fortune.
“What college? What nonsense college! If we gave birth to you pretty, the least you can do is repay us by doing YouTube or something and return the money it took to raise you.”
That’s what they told their daughter, who consistently ranked first in school despite having no private tutoring.
I studied hard anyway and got into a prestigious science high school. But I never even made it to entrance day because…
“You have leukemia.”
Ha… life is too hard.
I was the one suffering from cancer, but my parents scolded me for making them take care of me, saying children should be the ones caring for parents. But they only showed up at the hospital when there were fundraising broadcasts.
Those trash people used their daughter’s suffering to earn money, then bought luxury goods and foreign cars. They had already more than repaid any “cost of raising me.”
As donations dwindled and hospital bills kept rising while I still wasn’t recovering, maybe they decided it was no longer profitable.
“Our daughter, it’s a holiday—you should come home and eat. Mom made lots of oyster bo-ssam.”
After being discharged and eating that expensive meal my mother oddly prepared, I developed severe gastroenteritis the next day. My weakened immune system couldn’t handle the virus.
In the corner of the crowded emergency room, my mother muttered, thinking I was unconscious.
“I should’ve gotten another insurance policy…”
She was planning one final payday with my life insurance.
“Police… please call them. Child abuse.”
I used all my remaining strength to ask a nurse after my mother stepped out.
“I have leukemia… but my mother tried to kill me by feeding me spoiled food to claim insurance money.”
I also told the police who arrived after the report—but they didn’t believe me.
But everything changed when the media got involved.
Shocking! Former child actress—parents attempted murder for insurance money
Insurance companies, whose entire purpose is basically “not paying out claims,” were not going to ignore fraud suspicions. Investigations began into the use of all the donated funds.
And just like that, my mother didn’t get a jackpot—she became a criminal.
Revenge isn’t soda. It’s fried chicken—still delicious even when it’s gone cold.
Stopping her from selling my life for money was sweet and spicy.
And if the only source of money dies, what happens? Debt.
“This money train is officially quitting these dysfunctional parents! Enjoy your bankruptcy!”
The only regret in my perfect revenge was that it was completed through my death.
I cried bitterly as I died, unable to go to my dream science school, unable to become an adult…
“Waaah! Huh?”
I was… reborn.
In a forest where green-haired spirits played among flowers.
Born to a red-haired, green-eyed mother.
With a new name—“Selli.”
“What kind of novel is this?”
Normally, waking up in another world means reincarnation into a novel, right? But now I wasn’t even sure if this world was from a story at all.
Nothing had happened!
The forest was completely cut off from civilization. It wasn’t even clear if it appeared on any map.
Only my mother and I existed as humans. My mother in this life was a little strange and clumsy, but she loved me dearly.
“Selli, my baby. Let’s live here together happily and healthily forever.”
She wasn’t trying to raise me for money. Someone obsessed with money wouldn’t live in a remote place like this.
The only humanoid beings here were dryads, spirits of trees.
“Child of the forest, feel the energy of the world around you. Can you hear the whisper of green leaves?”
Spirits are the purest and most powerful beings, born from nature—the source of magic.
“I can’t hear anything… maybe it’s because I haven’t eaten peaches lately. Sob.”
“Tree, show me the cycle of the seasons.”
“Wow! Can you just freeze it at peach season? Hehe.”
If I wanted fruit, she could grow it instantly from seeds.
To us, they were just kind neighbors—but when hunters or explorers occasionally wandered into this remote forest, they quickly learned how terrifying dryads could be.
“So that’s why no one ever invades here.”
After a life where my parents constantly caused disasters, I was satisfied with this peaceful, boring new life.
I was receiving the love I never got before!
Sure, I still had lingering regrets about science school—but would there even be a science school here? I didn’t have to struggle just to keep up with kids taking extra classes for jump rope.
Most importantly—I wasn’t sick anymore.
What more could I possibly want?
“Selli, let’s live together forever, just you and me.”
“Okay! Long and thin life!”
“Yes! Long and thin life!”
But life doesn’t go the way you want it to.
Eventually, I developed a desire.
The summer when I turned ten, living as “Selli.”
Admission Notice
Spellmore Academy
Year of Liberation 11, August 30
To Selena Lorelheart.
We hereby grant you admission to Spellmore Academy.
The Spellmore Academy, the most brilliant and prestigious institution of magic on this land, has produced countless great mages over thousands of years and ushered in a new era.
(We deny any association with unworthy mages. Be ashamed of yourselves!)
We consider it an honor for your family to grant you the opportunity to stand at the edge of Spellmore’s great alumni.
This letter is the final notice sent to prospective students who have not yet completed enrollment.
If you judge yourself unfit to become a great mage, you may disregard this letter. Spellmore values the wisdom and courage of acknowledging one’s own insignificance.
This notice is being resent in case previous letters were not received due to misfortune.
Enrollment closes at 9:00 AM on September 1st, on the day of the entrance ceremony.
Headmaster of Spellmore Academy
Gregory Lexarion
