It Is Fate To Be Loved by the Villains Prologue

0. proposal of marriage

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The butterfly effect is a piece of shit.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with the phenomena implied by the theory.

It is natural that results may vary depending on changes in conditions.

However, the fact that such a phenomenon exists is also in line with the saying that even a very small choice can change the fate of human beings as a whole.

“My dear.”

So the butterfly effect sucks. at least for me

So, to put it simply.

There have been several choices in my life that I regret.

The choices that got me into this situation right now.

Why, typically, there is that.

I shouldn’t have played that game.

[Savior Rising]

Say it in short. academy stuff. An orthodox and fresh youth action drama of green men and women. Characters with a familiar and stable taste, though chewy and strong.

It’s a good game.

If only I hadn’t been possessed and stuck there.

does it make sense Did someone go inside there just because they played some games?

At least, I don’t know if there’s a clear reason for it, such as being possessed by a godlike developer while cursing at the work, or being possessed because I have a great attachment to the main character.

I cleared it to the end as usual, saw the ending, and nodded proudly saying it was fun and went to bed.

Then, the next day, I was possessed. Voila.

Are you kidding me, world?

Get out, butterfly effect.

“My dear. Are you listening?”

Doesn’t answer.

Maybe the other person doesn’t even notice that I’m here.

uh. Please.

“I already knew what was inside. You’d better open the door quietly.”

“…”

“I have already asked Sir Ophelia, the headmaster of the dormitory. You don’t have any special class schedule today.”

“…”

There are no real stalkers.

Then think of another way…

“great. I’m thinking of ignoring it until the end, isn’t it?”

Beyond the dormitory door, a sentence mixed with a sigh followed.

“Then I’ll cut it and go in.”

such a crazy person

Without a gap to vent those feelings, a pitch-black sword that seemed to suck up all the surrounding light pierced the door of my private room.

The dormitory facilities of the Imperial Academy Elfante are designed to keep the students inside safe even when large, angry monsters riot.

Which means it’s not going to be an easy task to break it, at least in human form.

By that I mean, this girl who cuts through the door as if it were cardboard is a fucking terrifying person.

“…Isn’t this a violation of school rules?”

“The student council is responsible for enforcing punishment procedures for violations of school rules. Coincidentally, I am currently serving as the student council president.”

The other party spoke in a flat voice, saying that he would abuse his authority.

A black longsword is quietly delivered. It’s a jet-black scabbard that goes well with jet-black outfits.

It is a black uniform from head to toe, but the only face exposed above is terrifyingly pure white. Bright red eyes that seemed to be lacking even with such a strong color contrast, and pure white hair that came down to her back.

And the distinctive ‘aristocratic’ atmosphere that harmoniously holds all of those popping looks.

It is a distinctive appearance that remains in the memory.

no, i can’t forget

“Elnor Elinalize La Tristan. It’s my name, remember it.”

“I have listened to it about 32 times until yesterday.”

“I’m just reminding you because you don’t seem to remember. In the first place, if you remember the numbers in such detail, why don’t you remember my name?”

“Well, I’ll refer to it when claiming repair costs.”

While answering bluntly, he collects and organizes the information that pops into his head.

El Nore, student president of Elfante Academy. Why can’t I remember the name? Even if I want to forget it, I am in a position where it is difficult for me to forget it.

Combination of Munmu and Jaesaek. She is also the daughter of the Duke of Tristan, and is a super celebrity at the academy with high recognition in all grades.

I am a human being born with a bright glow. No matter how you look at it, there is no way to run into a freshman like me who doesn’t stand out at all.

If it’s the way it was, it means it should have been.

“…”

In the first place, being unconnected is also a much better human being for me.

A few more images flood my mind.

Some of the illustrations and CGs seen in the ‘original work’.

Bloody Elnor. Elnor wields a black longsword and builds a mountain of corpses. Elnor, who commands an army of demons and monsters with his red eyes shining fiercely.

Etc. Etc.

What is certain is that no matter where you look at it, it leaves a consistent impression.

As a ‘frighteningly bad person’.

Yeah what to hide

This person, this Sera world’s ‘final boss’. If the protagonist doesn’t stop it, a human who will eventually throw the entire world into a pit of fire.

With an extra like me, he should have just passed his eyes and ended up being that kind of person.

“You know very well why I came here.”

However, in the end, everything is already too late.

The wings of the butterfly overlapped and overlapped, and it became the situation I am facing now.

Red eyes stare at me coldly. The grip that was holding the handle of the black longsword began to gain strength again.

The heavy atmosphere that I usually wear around becomes more serious.

And the mouth opens again.

“I’ll ask again, Doud Campbell.”

It spews out a ‘storm’ created by the flapping of its wings.

“Will you marry me?”

“…”

really.

I wrap my head around a sentence that I do not get used to even if I listen to it.

Dowd Campbell.

The heir to the baronial territories without even the slightest bit of recognition. A freshman at the academy. Extras at the bottom of this world, who are not even recognized as they used to be.

Such a person, now.

He was being courted by a woman who would destroy the world within a few years.

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