"How dare a villainess like you harass my future queen!"

I narrated in a loud and quivering voice while reading the most disgusting dialogue I've ever seen in my 28 years of life. And I, Ryuu-jin Aoki, who holds one of the top ten most powerful individuals on earth, found that reading this novel quite amusing.

The people berated the beautiful lady with black hair and eyes in the middle of a banquet. Various eyes were staring daggers at her, from servants to nobles, which forced her to make a troubled expression by touching her chest while explaining in front of everyone.

"But, but your Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, isn't that me... your fiancee, the one promised to be your queen?"

Regardless of my wealthy life, people only saw me in my limelight. Yet, there were frequent times when even the powerful me struggled against the greed of the corporate world, and it was those times when I actively searched for a sturdy wall to lean on.

The green-haired Crown Prince, who was standing on a grand staircase, became furious. He pointed his finger at her, trembling.

"Isn't that only your family's delusion?! What promise?! If only I'd known what kind of a witch you're...! then I wouldn't even waste my time to look at you!"

"But Your Highness, I never intended to—"

"Enough! The King might've ordered me, but I will not turn a blind eye to a black witch who attempted to murder an innocent lady by poison! What has Lady Rosie ever done to you?! Are you that greedy for the position of the crown princess?!"

"Your Highness, Shin, that wasn't m—"

"Disgusting, don't call me by my name! Guards! Capture this wench! I hereby declare Lady Yume Valenz, who plotted against Lady Rosie, be sentenced to death!"

The wall I needed was neither in wealth nor lust nor power. Rather, the one that gave me comfort was a single character of this story. Not the Crown Prince and absolutely not his two-faced Heroine, but the character I like was the one they called, The Villainess.

What intrigued me more was how this novel only released one volume per year, but the chapters in every book were so detailed that I thought it all happened in real life.

The story started with Yume, a daughter born in a prestigious dukedom. She was the one and only child of Duke Valenz, a retired general of the Royal Army. They so loved her that she was even called a Princess.

However, King Herod Zenonidas, who saw the intelligent and talented Yume, betrothed her to Shin, one of the princes, at age six. Thus, the sweet and lovely child's life turned into a doll, or rather a marionette honed to become the perfect queen.

As such, dozens of noble teachers came flocking to their doorstep, wanting to gain favor. Politics, Economy, Nobility, and even Swordsmanship, she was taught the things to do's and don'ts. Her opinion was disregarded, akin to livestock that was groomed to be sold.

A child that should've been peacefully playing outside the garden, eating snacks, and laughing with friends while being warmly embraced by her family, was verbally and physically punished whenever she made mistakes just because they expected her to be perfect.

Yume's expression turned pale in the midst of a large crowd as the Crown Prince finalized her execution.

"No! Please, Your Highness! I never harmed Lady Rosie! I just..."

Rosie, the golden-haired lady beside Shin, smirked silently. She passionately caressed his arms with her lustful fingers while her eyes directly looked down on Yume.

"Oh~ my dear Prince, can we forgive Lady Yume? I knew the honorable Lady only did that because of her deep love for you."

The Crown Prince blushed, grinning like an innocent boy.

"Is, is that so? But still, Lady Yume did something wrong."

When she saw Yume, who seems in a state of shock, she smiled like someone who already won the war.

"Then, instead of the Lady's life, why don't we lighten the sentence by making her a slave?"

"You truly deserve to be my queen, Lady Rosie. Not only is your heart pure, you even easily forgive those who harmed you."

She leaned on his head and softly whispered.

"I just don't want you to dirty your hands, my love."

The Crown Prince raised his hand for everyone to see.

"Because of Lady Rosie's noble heart and the temporary power the King bestowed upon me, Lady Yume is now a slave for the rest of her life. And you, you should thank Lady Rosie for sparing your disgusting life!"

I have enjoyed this novel for the past 20 years since I found the devotedness of Yume so lovely.

Whenever I got into trouble, I read and remember her diligence that saved me every time. She didn't care about the hardship she went through so that her loved ones wouldn't be worried even though there were times that she had nosebleed from overworking, learning to be a perfect wife for that incorrigible prince. Only to have this ending.

But now, it irritates me whenever I read the latest chapters.

"Ugh! Enough!"

I threw the book I was reading at the screen in front will all my might, breaking the television.

Crack!

"Sebastian!"

Someone opened the door hastily.

"Yes, Mr. President?"

With my furrowed brow, I pointed below the broken screen.

"I want you to find the idiotic author of that book so that I can get revenge for my dear Yume!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. President."

"What?"

"This..."

"Just tell me already!"

He looked at the floor and closed his eyes.

"The television was already replaced 34 times, and we still haven't got any clues about the author."

"...Is, is that so?"

"Yes, Mr. President."

"...You may go now."

Sigh!

Only Sebastian knew my secret hobby of reading novels. He was my assistant who worked with me for as long as I know. When my father forced me to become the successor of his company, he introduced me to reading.

In my darkest times, the story of Yume became the light, my companion in life. She was like a female version of me.

Sadly, with the newest update of the novel, her life began to differ from mine. While I became successful, a good person like her fell and became the victim of the plot.

I've never been this agitated before. Even if the competitors stole a billion-dollar contract, I would brush it off, move on, and do better. But when I read how she was treated, my thoughts popped like an erupting volcano. It felt like I know and care about her more than my biological family.

The reason why I'm looking for that stupid author was to forcefully grab that reckless hands to rewrite Yume's life into a blissful one. A life where a handsome and perfect prince would appear to save this damsel in distress. Making her life envied by everyone.

He would pamper her like a precious baby princess and do anything for her. He would build a castle... No, he would build a country for her and seat her on the highest authority with an army dominating the entire world.

This would make her known as the possessor of a voice that can shake the world.

Kings would have no choice but to crawl to her feet, begging for mercy. She can laugh at them, and no one would dare say a word. She can kick them to death, and all they can do was smile.

However, despite her unpleasant experiences, I know her beautiful character wouldn't allow her to act this pathetic since she would forgive them like she always did.

Even so, he would continue to give her everything because she deserves a good life.

I pressed my palm on my face and murmured.

"I want to help her."

A deep voice abruptly asked.

"Do you want to help her?"

I replied without a second thought.

"Of course I do!"

Wait... I removed my hand that was blocking my vision and saw nothing. Unfortunately, it was too late before I realized that the only person in the room was me.

The fact that there was someone who asked me a question gave me goosebumps. It was all gone: The broken television, the book, the chairs, and my table. There was nothing!

"Sebastian!"

I shouted, repeating it every other second.

"Please calm down."

"Who are you?!"

"The idiotic author."

"...What?"

When I didn't receive a reply, I pondered. Then, I calmed myself as the voice instructed.

"I'm calm now. Let's talk."

In this space where there was nothing, a bright light abruptly appeared.

"Hello Ryuu-jin, it's nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, author, is that correct?"

"You are indeed a wise child."

"I've been thinking about it, and by joining the things that occurred, I assume it's all about the book."

"You never failed to amuse me. I need your help, Ryuu-jin."

"About Yume?"

"Yes, but not exactly about her."

The light explained about Azure. It was the name of the world where Yume currently lives in. As I felt, the world was real, like this one on earth. And the one talking to me was the supervisor of both worlds, the author. He told me that something or someone was ruining its balance, a harmful existence that was changing the destiny of everyone, including Yume's.

"What, what can I do?"

"I can't interfere directly. This is why I wrote a book to find a compatible soul."

He sent the book into multiple worlds and found out that I've got the best affinity. The feeling I'd, whenever I read the novel, was like the feeling of belongingness. This was because he already established the connection between me and this world.

"I can transfer you to that world, but when I do, you can't go back to this world anymore."

"What? But why?"

"The one who interferes is already dominating, so I want to send you back more or less 20 years in the past. Which will drain most of my power."

Since I don't have a great attachment to this world, knowing that Yume was not just a fictional character anymore gave me a quick resolve.

With my tone as firm as a rock, I decided.

"Fine, it's better that way so that I can establish myself first. But only if you allow me to do what I want, then I will help you."

"A business negotiation right off the bat? It seems I don't need to worry. Alright, as long as you can find the culprit that distorted the world and stop it, then you are free to do what you will."

"A quick question. What would happen to me in this world?"

"Don't worry. I already prepared a soul for your body."

"You trust me? What if I destroy the other world instead?"

"Then Yume will be sad."

"...You're right. Let's go then."

"I never thought making you agree would be this easy."

"Ha! Don't ever underestimate the will of a fan!"

The light shone much brighter, blinding my vision before it completely disappeared. The author's parting words echoed into my ears until I hear no more.