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Chapter 1
[99th Ending Failed!]
[Returning to Tutorial.]
[Loading… Checking special ending conditions.]
[Bonus stat roulette unlocked for exceeding the special ending point requirement.]
[Starting roulette spin.]
Rumble rumble!
[Congratulations! The stat has been created.]
[Beginning 100th Regression.]
SLAP!
The moment my drifting consciousness returned, a vicious palm struck my cheek like lightning.
A beat later, a burning ache spread across my face, and a hot breath escaped beneath my chin.
“Ha…”
“So you’ve finally come back to your senses.”
Holding my throbbing cheek, I slowly lifted my head. Though it had been a while, the face before me was painfully familiar.
Golden hair. Ice-cold green eyes.
Crown Prince Ludwig Bernhardt.
“…Your Highness?”
Blood instantly pooled inside my mouth. It was only natural after a man a whole head taller than me slapped me with all his strength.
Of course. I had regressed again.
A familiar situation. One I had probably experienced a hundred times by now.
“You were laughing like a lunatic without a shred of shame.”
Ludwig spoke sharply.
“You tore out Lady Mayer’s hair and ripped Lady Müller’s dress right in front of me.”
The point I had returned to, as always, was the day Evelynn first received a breakup notice from the Crown Prince after rampaging around like a madwoman.
Damn this horrible regression point.
This was already my hundredth regression.
When I first transmigrated into the villainess of the romance fantasy novel The Tyrant Wishes for the World’s Destruction, I had desperately tried to prevent the apocalypse.
The story began when the Crown Prince fell in love with a saintess from an enemy nation, leading to the ending where “the heroine dies, the Crown Prince becomes a tyrant, and massacres everyone.”
The problem was that my actions could never stray from what the villainess Evelynn would plausibly do.
The only behaviors allowed to me were things like stalking the Crown Prince obsessively or throwing tantrums whenever things didn’t go my way. And that was exactly the problem.
How was I supposed to accomplish anything when all I could do was act evil? Every single time, I only committed nasty deeds, and since Evelynn was an idiot who acted before thinking, my body always moved before my brain could.
Even when I wanted to stop acting like a villainess, something seemed to block me completely from gaining control of my body.
The result of blindly living my first life exactly as Evelynn would?
Execution.
That was when hell truly began.
“I’m sorry, my lady, but you’ll have to die here.”
—48 kills by the Grand Duke, the Crown Prince’s aide!
“This is farewell. Your death here will save many lives.”
—20 kills by the Crown Prince!
“Carry out the execution!”
—22 kills by execution!
“The Emperor has gone mad! Run!”
—9 kills in the world-destruction ending caused by the Crown Prince becoming a tyrant while I did absolutely nothing!
How were all the endings death endings?!
Was that even fair?
With a hollow smile, I glared at the Crown Prince standing before me—the same man who had killed me countless times.
It was starting again. Back to the very beginning again!
And who the hell decided this regression point? Starting every run by getting slapped in the face… at this point, I wasn’t just upset anymore. I was sick and tired of it.
“What trick are you trying to pull this time?”
“…?”
Ludwig irritably ran a hand through his hair.
I must have stayed silent too long while lost in thought, because his gesture was laced with annoyance.
“Then again, you were always like this. Pretending as though you were the victim.”
Ah, that line.
Yeah, I’d heard that one around the fourteenth regression or so. If I stayed silent after getting slapped, that dialogue triggered automatically.
“So? What is it you want this time?”
At his question, I repeated the answer that had once led to the most peaceful ending I’d managed to get.
“…All I desire is Your Highness’s love.”
Also known as: pleading for love.
My skin crawled saying it, but if I didn’t choose this option, Evelynn’s only remaining choices were throwing teacups or screaming hysterically.
What a lovesick fool.
Contrary to my true feelings, I forced the most pitiful and wistful expression possible.
“Your Highness loves me, don’t you? You mustn’t treat me this way because of those foolish women swarming around you without understanding what love truly is. Please free yourself from their deception. I’m the one who loves you most!”
Spouting words completely opposite to my true feelings was torture.
“…Ridiculous.”
You think I want to say this?!
Seeing Ludwig smirk as though he were above it all made me want to punch him square in the face.
My fingers twitched repeatedly, but my body only jerked stiffly as though caught on invisible strings. As expected, all I could do was say and do things “appropriate for Evelynn.”
“Love, you say…”
Ludwig scoffed.
His expression was irritating enough that I’d rather be slapped again.
“It disgusts me. After everything you’ve done, you can still speak of love without shame.”
Honestly, even after hearing it countless times, saying “you disgust me” directly to someone’s face felt excessive, didn’t it? Especially for a Crown Prince.
Though, considering Evelynn’s past behavior, maybe it wasn’t entirely unjustified.
Still, she was the daughter of a duke.
“With that deceitful tongue of yours, how many people have you driven into ruin? With those hands, how many lives have you destroyed?”
Hmm. Similar to something he said around the twenty-first regression.
Since he wasn’t a machine, the dialogue changed slightly every time even in identical situations. At this point, I should start a collection of villainess-insult quotes.
Suppressing a sigh, I opened my mouth.
“They only suffered because they dared insult my dignity. Me, the Crown Prince’s fiancée! You are all I have, Your Highness. Please don’t misunderstand my love.”
The corners of my lips drooped sorrowfully, and my eyes shimmered with tears.
At this rate, back in my original world I could’ve won a Best Actress award without difficulty. What a waste that this masterpiece performance was being shown only to this idiot Crown Prince.
“The time when you could cover everything up with excuses and tears is over, Evelynn.”
Ah, there it was.
The breakup announcement was next.
“We’re breaking off the engagement. I can’t tolerate this anymore.”
“N-No! That’s impossible! Your Highness can’t abandon me! How dare you—how dare you cast aside the daughter of House Rosenthal…!”
How dare you! A nobody like you!
Straight out of a morning soap opera. Back when I used to lounge around watching dramas, I’d always wanted to say lines like this at least once. Never imagined I’d repeat them a hundred times.
“If Father hears about this, he’ll be furious!”
Ludwig stared at me like I was pathetic before turning away.
As if I wasn’t even worth dealing with.
The real problem came next.
The scene proving that Evelynn was a “true villainess.”
A full-blown tantrum.
The first option was simply causing chaos. Throwing things, breaking things—anything went.
The second was self-harm blackmail. It startled Ludwig, sure, but the outcome was worse. I ended up imprisoned by the ducal family.
The last option was clinging to him, sobbing until fainting. Practically the best route available.
‘Looks like I have no choice again.’
Just as I reached out to grab Ludwig’s arm, preparing to perform properly—
Ding!
…Huh?
I froze mid-motion.
W-What was that? …A system window?
A translucent box flickered before my eyes.
Wait. There was a system window? I’d never seen one before. Why now?
Then, like a VR effect, fireworks exploded before my eyes.
Ta-da!
[Congratulations on reaching your 100th regression! For the tutorial, has been temporarily unlocked and choices will now be provided.]
…What?
As I blinked in disbelief, another window appeared.
[Branching choices activated due to the player’s stat.]
[Please choose one of the following options.]
- “How dare you treat me like this?!”
(Flip the table and throw teacups everywhere.) - “Please don’t abandon me!”
(Grab Ludwig by the collar and desperately proclaim your mad love.) - “I’d rather die!”
(Hold a fork to your throat.) - “Your Highness… won’t you regret this?”
(Threaten him.)
…What the hell is this?
The moment I spotted the final option, my eyes widened in shock.
