How to Be a Dark Hero’s Daughter

“I remember drinking too much with Collen and ‘doing’ something, but I don’t remember exactly what or where we did it. It was crazy. Later, we were both found blackout drunk in a back alley. Outside, we got scolded by the royal family and the temple, and at home, I got lectured by Zion…”

Marianne mumbled as if she didn’t want to recall it.

“…Anyway, it was hell.”

So, this is a dark past, right?

“Even then, I thought my life would never change. But…”

Marianne caressed my head.

“You’ve changed Collen’s life. And by extension, mine and Jade’s. I’m so happy to be the aunt of such a beautiful niece. The possibility of changing one’s life seems to start from the smallest things. I wonder why. I think I’ll just be happy from now on. At least, I survived…”

That’s true. I don’t even want to think about what would have happened if Marianne had been kidnapped by Siebel instead of me.

“Now, I won’t date someone or drink just because I feel lonely. I still don’t feel like going home though…”

“Please…”

I kept persuading Marianne to live with me in the Ducal house.

“When I’m ready, I’ll return to the Duchy. Though, I’ll probably be held up at the temple for half a year.”

Marianne added softly.

“Neither obsessive love nor travel has made me happy.”

“I want to live with you, Marianne. Come home whenever you want.”

I told Marianne affectionately.

‘Well, as long as Marianne is okay now, what’s more important?’

I decided to think positively.

* * *

The next day, Marianne disappeared for a while. It was the first day of receiving the New Year’s prophecy.

I visited Whiana that year as well.

“You’re here again?”

The goddess Whiana looked at me as if she was annoyed.

“Attendance two years in a row? What are you, an attendance king?”

“Haha, you make jokes too, Goddess.”

“Oh dear. Who would’ve thought I’d be happy to see a cute child?”

“I’m sorry. This is really the last time.”

“If you look at me like that, I might break causality and give you more information. No, go back.”

I think I’m getting to know Goddess Whiana’s personality…

I decided to persistently stay.

“I came because I have an unresolved question.”

I’ve learned some mischievous tricks. Even to a goddess…

“Please teach me. Even a hint, okay? O great Goddess~!”

Pleading works?

“If you plead like that, with your cute soul that I adore… Fine, what do you want to know?”

In the end, Whiana gave in.

“Last year, you said you wouldn’t tell me.”

“…”

“About my past life.”

Last year, when I received Baal’s story from Whiana, I had questions about my past life.

But Whiana had said she would tell me later, but never did.

“Goddess.”

I spoke to Whiana.

“. It wasn’t a book I read in my past life.”

The future shown by Baal, which has now become the past.

‘My dream of killing Collen wasn’t just my own. My past self, Han Yuna, also had that dream.’

The dream of me killing Collen. It was also a dream of my past life, the terminally ill girl, Han Yuna.

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From one day, my past self, Han Yuna, started dreaming.

It was an intriguing dream as if it was a story from a novel. A lonely and beautiful story about a black wizard who has to kill to survive.

So, she jotted it down in a notebook. She wrote and reorganized the story into a novel.

Yes, the I saw was a story of dreams I had, which I turned into a novel.

“This world isn’t from a novel, is it? How could I possibly come here? Also, I don’t remember anything before the age of five. I barely remember the face of my mother in this world.”

“…”

“Who am I? Was that my past life?”

Whiana silently stared at me.

“Goddess, please tell me. Did I… come from another world?”

I know. I’m making wild guesses and crazy claims, aren’t I?

But isn’t that right? But my ‘memory’ definitely existed. It wasn’t a dream or a hallucination.