Chapter 1: The Devil Duchess
"Doctor! We're losing her!"
"Keep calm, we won't achieve anything if you panic."
I hear multiple voices surrounding me, accompanied with the slow beeping of a machine. Trying to open my eyes, I feel their weight and give up on the idea. The rushed voices start getting farther and farther away for some reason. Huh.
And the beeping stops.
The next sight I encounter is a space of pure black. Looking around, I notice that I seem to be... floating?
Surely this is a dream, right?
But if it was, why did I hear those voices a while ago?
Well, if I look back on it now, I guess I was in the hospital?
You know, one of them clearly said 'Doctor' if I remember correctly...
Wait.
Didn't she also say 'losing her'? The beeping did stop, after all.
So I'm dead?
Wait, dead?
How do I know that?
I pinch the area right between my eyebrows. I can't remember? I feel sad for some reason. So I'm dead and I don't remember shit.
...Huh.
"You done overthinking now?"
The voice causes me to whip around. "Who're you?"
The figure that voice came from was an all white being. Literally. He looks like a pitiful white blob...
"I'm not a white blob, if that's what you mean."
So you can hear my thoughts, huh?
"Yep." the figure releases a sound I could easily mistake for choking if it weren't for his amused tone right after. "To answer your question, you may call me 'Sir'. I was the being assigned to meeting you here, and yes, you are dead."
I pause in thought. "Wow, um, that's a lot to take in."
"Yeah, I would like to explain it to you further, but unfortunately we don't have much time." He says, figure showing that he is looking down on what I would assume is a watch.
"Huh-"
"You are Lunaria Von Chrysallis, daughter of the duke and duchess of Aralie. Your destiny is villainess. Good luck!"
"Wait, what? This- this is too much to take in, and-"
"Oh yeah, if you were wondering why you were reincarnated, let's just say that the big guys wanted some entertainment."
Honestly, that was the least of my problems, so I could've gone without knowing that.
Opening my eyes, I see a red headed woman looming over me. "Good heavens, you're still alive, My Lady."
My lady? I'm assuming that these are my servants, then.
I look around seeing a small crowd surrounding me, for the second time. Something tells me this is a bad omen. "My Lady, are you okay?" The ginger asks, her face full of freckles looking at me with concern.
A strike of pain hits my head as I use my hand to try and massage the pain away. One of the servants, whose uniform was different from the rest, stepped in. With the colours of tan, red, and gold adorning his clothing, instead of the normal black and white, he looked quite charming, as his platinum blonde hair further makes for an 'ikemen' vibe.
"I think My Lady would need to be alone for a while." Thank goodness, someone who knows when a person would want to be surrounded by people.
One of them started to protest against it. "But-"
"Shall I repeat myself?" A scary aura surrounds him, as if the person who challenges him shall meet an unfortunate death. They pale. Heck, even I do.
The servants did not need to be told twice. They looked quite shaken up as the exited the room, locking it on the way. Seems they know privacy.
The blonde turns this way and sighs. "Alright, My Lady, I think you have a few questions, yes? You have probably lost your memories with the weight of that accident." His tone did a complete 180 from the one he used with the servants, causing me to relax slightly.
I nod my head. "Yes. But before anything else, I'd like to know your name and how to address you."
Without questioning me, he immediately puts a hand on his chest and kneels on one knee. "I am Rickard Millian, My Lady. You may call me however you like."
"Rick it is." I stare at him for a moment. "Next. Please tell me my name and basic information, Rick"
"My Lady, you are Lunaria Von Chrysallis. Daughter of the Jhonathan Von Chrysallis and Myrida Carion III, duke and duchess of Aralie. Heir to the Chrysallis house, but due to the accomplishments, has been made duchess quite early despite her age of 17."
"Okay. You said something about an accident, what is it?"
"There was a parade that you attended that was held in the village, and because of your title, went madly wrong. A frenzy with the townspeople because of your presence caused several wooden boxes filled with goods on top of a store to fall down on you." He looks at me, worry evident on his face. "I hope nothing other than your memories has taken damage, My Lady."
He's a good guy, alright. His movements have shown so far that he is loyal, albeit, too loyal. So he's good in the long run. To address the attempt, I guess it isn't uncommon, with my position and all, but didn't he say title?
I decide asking would be much better than thinking too much about it. "Title, you say?"
"Yes, My Lady. You are the woman feared throughout the land, 'The Devil Duchess'."
Devil... Duchess? What in hell did I, Lunaria the innocent, do to achieve that title?
I shake head. "And what did I do to get that title?"
His face shines with pride, contradicting the words he would utter. "You ordered the impalement of all rebels, the burning of their villages, and you also had several people in your academy who opposed you executed. Quite the feat, actually."
Was it just me, or is he kinda excited? Like, borderline fanboying kind of excited?
I look up at my very fancy looking ceiling. Villainess, the blob said, right? Suddenly, another strike of pain hits me. Flashbacks zoom through my head, voices all over my mind. My eyes widen and my back slouches as the pain goes through my body, sending sparks down my spine. My gentle mood from before changes to one of anger and reeking with vengeance.
The academy, the people who despised me, my parents, everything, I remember it all. The pain I have experienced, the despair I have suffered through in this new version of hell, those who wronged me. Now that I am backed with the knowledge of another world, they better pray for their safety, not like praying will help, anyways. After a few moments of silence to take it in, I laugh quietly, turning that into a full fledged witch cackle. Rick must think I'm crazy by now.
"My Lady, us something the matter-"
"Rick, grab my clothes, we're going to the academy."
"Huh? My Lady, this might be a bit too soon, don't you think?" Rick says, still getting my clothes anyway.
I change quickly, going to the balcony, screaming at the top of my lungs. "IF IT'S A VILLAINESS YOU WANT, A VILLAINESS I SHALL BE!"
Just you wait. If there was anything I would be sure of, it's that the accident was never quite an accident after all. That person will definitely regret being born now that he has messed with me.
You'll see.
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