Chapter 1: V1C1: I’m a villainess?

Daemon Connor had no parents. His parents had passed away when he was four, which was as far back as he could remember, so he had never felt uneasy about being an orphan.

He was not, however, unaware of reality in any way. Instead, he was all too aware of it.

Maybe some would say he was a bright child. he had run away from his filthy orphanage when he was ten years old because of this.

After that, he successfully made his way forward by paying for his college tuition and, at the age of 23, was admitted into the BGS Corps, which produces the best video game software in the nation.

Because he never let being an orphan girl hold him back, he was able to accomplish all of this. Those who knew him well often described him as a determined man, which wasn't untrue.

At fourteen he should have been living a normal life with his parents, but he had already planned and carried out his plan to fight society.

It had not been easy at a young age. But despite being an orphan, this was how he was able to lead a dignified life. He was happy just to be alive.

“But…”

A stunning woman who appeared ten years younger than he was could be seen in the mirror.

Additionally, he had altered physically; he now had stunningly feminine features that would leave any guy or lady, young or old, stunned.

"What in the world?"

When Daemon turned his wrist to face the mirror, he said, "What wonderful hips" and "great ass too."

Let's forget about that, he says as his face turned scarlet in response to the abrupt notion.

However, as a result of his previous filthy thoughts, his large boob has grown larger, his nipple is protruding from his long, baggy shirt that reaches his knee, and his hair has grown longer, smoother, and silkier until it reaches his lower back.

In contrast to his prior black short hair, sharp facial features, slim frame, and yellow skin, all of those characteristics were lost.

His new eyes have pale blue irises and larger, slightly thinner eyelids with white brows and lash lines. The color of his new skin is a pale white jade.

However, being a man of culture, he was unable to leave his thoughts playing with his body.

"Since this is the first and most likely the last time I will get to handle things like way, let's act immature for the time being."

He looked in the mirror more closely and muttered, "I'm sexy, dammit, all the boys will be going crazy," before smacking his ass and parking his boobs up.

One second.

He instantly got an inappropriate notion and a filthy one at that.

He extends his long shirt above his wrist.

He observed it at that point and kept checking the mirror.

"……"

"Damn, she is well-cleaned, shaved, and red"

Another idea, even worse than the previous one, crossed his mind: "Opportunity comes but once."

He started to move his finger in closer, but stopped then closer, and stop halfway, he changed his mind, "Haha, maybe next time." 

A clumsy smile lingered on Daemon Connor's cherry-red lips as he brushed his cheek.

Uncomfortable but familiar. Daemon could not deny that he was a lady in the mirror, despite his best efforts to do so.

But why the abrupt change, you ask?

That was his initial qualm.

"Let's piece this together gradually."

Daemon recalled what happened the previous evening.

He had been pulling an all-nighter for the grand unveiling of a new game when he had decided to drink a cup of coffee while savoring the newest chapter of his favorite novel, The REGRESSOR, to remain up. He had probably slept off without realizing it.

But when he opened his eyes, neither the familiar nightclub nor the modest apartment he shared was there.

Daemon's well-polished cherry-red lips curiously twitched as he turned away from the mirror and peered about his room. It looks about the size of a medium-sized flat. And there was only one bedroom here. At first, he felt odd, but he soon understood it wasn't a big deal.

Quinton Pulvis A 20-year-old woman who is the heiress to Bocon Corp, one of America's largest partnerships

Going through her recollections made it easy to identify who she was, and who he had transmigrated into.

Even though he was in excruciating pain when he first opened his eyes, that was still preferable to losing his memory. If he didn't know his own identity, it would have been challenging.

Miles Michaels was his previous name before becoming Quin Pulvis, a lady. And he'd just gone from being an orphan to an incredibly affluent heiress to a partnership company

"Hmm... average to tremendous wealth in one night."

She shook her head with a faint smile, groaning slightly. Her true feelings were not what her response would lead one to believe.

Daemon Connor has had a lonely existence without the support of his family.

No financial independence, nagging from his supervisor, and unexpected all-nighters that were difficult to deal with.

However, he acquired confidence from his hard work and was pleased that he had accomplished his life goals.

Everything had vanished all of a sudden. Although his financial situation had improved, he was not satisfied.

In addition, a crucial issue remained. 

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"We'll see. It's September 14, 3045. I remember it being ten years after the year 3034."

unlike Daemon Connor's original Earth, which includes beings rarely seen in movies or novels, such as monsters, dungeons, and players.

Even though the two planets may be considered wholly different, Daemon was familiar with the overall setting.

'...It's The background of THE REGRESSOR"

It was something he could easily determine by delving through her novel-related recollections.

The only reason he went over it, again and again, was to establish this impossible fact. What had occurred was truly something out of a novel or a movie.

Quin Pulvis was the main character in the novel.

He sat in his chair for two hours, attempting to absorb this new reality.

"Haha…!” Then he burst out laughing and nodded. However, he noticed that his laugh is girly. "WTF? I need to get used to this"

His conclusion was straightforward after comprehending everything that had occurred.

"I’m in big trouble!"

Quin Pulvis's persona in the novel was that of a villainess who tormented the weak and was abandoned after being used by the main character.

"What a lovely role to wake up in". The simplest method to avert all of that disaster was already in front of him.

"I'm not befriending the Regressor Jake lakes."

But what could he possibly do? By the time he awoke as Quin Pulvis, this girl had grown so close to Jake's lakes that they could be mistaken for Lovers.

"This would be approximately chapter 35 of volume 1 of the story..., well, at least she made it to 50 chapters before dying a pitiful end."

If he had started 20 chapters earlier... he might have been able to avoid their relationship. But it was too late to be upset about spilled milk.

Quin Pulvis's father, Vegan Pulvis, the head of the Bocon organization and his sworn adversary, had raped and murdered his mother when she was going to break the beans to his first wife while he was a youngster.

And Jakes had selected Quin Pulvis as a stepping stone toward that goal. Quinn Pulvis, a naive fool, had fallen in love with Jake's Lakes flattery.

"I must remain a safe distance from Jake lakes at all costs."

Jake would get more deadly as she drew closer. But this was not a simple decision. It was, after all, a question of life and death.

He had been satisfied when Quin Pulvis was made a fool of and abandoned in the novel, but now he wanted to punch himself for thinking so. "I'm dead meat if I'm swayed."

So he had to part ways with Jake's lakes in some way. But how exactly?

Several possibilities instantly came to mind. The first, which was to kill the regressor before he grew strength by using his wealthy family's money and influence, was immediately deleted.

"This world will one day have to face the Dragon Lord's coming."

And, if the plot of the original novel was followed, make would be assigned the heroic role of stopping the Dragon Lord and saving the world. So, if he wasn't there, who on earth could stop the Dragon Lord?

"I'd prefer to keep him alive so he can slay the dragon lord later, but for now..."

As a result, the best and most realistic option for Quin Pulvis has already been determined.

"Turn away from him, and if he asks me out, I will decline."

Quin Pulvis would ignore Jake if he contacted or visited her. At the very least, she would keep as far away from Jake Lake as possible from now on.

"Whew..."

He sighed with relief after resolving the situation. Although he was known to be cool-headed and astute since his orphanhood, grasping and accepting his loss was a difficult effort even for him.

"I hope the situation improves, however..."

If not, he needed to be prepared with backup plans. Quin Pulvis has never been more glad for his natural ability to remain calm in stressful situations.

"I won't live if I panic and become irresponsible."

Jake, despite his youthful appearance, was a cunning 67-year-old snake (regressed two times) with over 37 years of experience.

The snake would bite him in the back if he made even the slightest mistake.

'Let's take it slowly, one step at a time.'

Jake Lakes wasn't the only issue. Quinn was the Bocon family's ninth child. This means that, despite Jake's existence, her position cannot be deemed completely secure.

As a result, a slew of issues awaited. While his life had changed dramatically since going to work for a living, the greater foundation had remained relatively unchanged.

Daemon discovered he remembered [THE REGREESOR] pretty well in an attempt to improve the situation. It was almost as though he was currently reading the novel.

"This could be a one-time occurrence. I will write as many as possible with my phone note.

After all, the future he read in the original story was the greatest weapon daemon possessed today.

It would be the same as avoiding the streets because he was terrified of getting into a vehicle accident if he didn't write down what he knew because he was afraid someone would read his notes.

"I need to write down as much information as I can remember."

Why?

"I need to live."

He didn't want to die even though his surroundings, appearance, and everything else he knew had vanished.

Even though everything had changed, his desire remained the same as it had been when he first entered society at a young age in his original life—he wanted to live.

"No, I will live"

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To be continued.......

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