Until she left the nursery and got into a luxurious foreign car that everyone envied, she was full of expectations.
She now had people who she could call her family. And yet, it was all without knowing that this was nothing but a trap.
“Sa-Save me! Please let me out! I was wrong! I’m sorry!”
In that dark abyss where she couldn’t see even an inch ahead of her,
Doah pounded on the door so hard that her arms started to bruise, scratched it until her nails had cracked and blood flowed from them.
Even so, the door never opened. Except for when meals were being delivered.
A hundred and twenty days later, a shaman opened the door and came in, giving Doah a cold look.
“Don’t even dare to breathe as you wish. You are here to receive the young lady’s misfortune.”
Only then did Doah come to know of her situation.
That she had been adopted only because she resembled the family’s precious daughter who was destined to live a short life.
She was trapped here only to be used to receive that daughter’s misfortune.
Ten years. She lived like that for ten years.
Trapped in darkness, taking away that bad luck.
It was not until she grew to adulthood that she could barely escape from this infernal household.
No, to be exact, it would be more accurate to say that she had been thrown out with all their might.
But she was happy. Finally, she would be free to live like others. Finally, she would not be a tool to be used—she would be a human being just like anyone else.
It was worth it to endure and be obedient all those years. However…
She was run over by a car.
The screeching of a vehicle’s brakes, the shouts and screams of a shocked driver, the car that broke through a guardrail and rolled down a cliff, the terrible pain that penetrated her abdomen, the breaths that were slowly escaping from her…
As she watched the series of accidents that took place in an instant, Doah was convinced.
Ah, the Park family’s finally killing her.
‘So it seems that after killing me, they’ll disguise it as a car accident.’
It was so unfair that she couldn’t even bring herself to cry.
If she were to die like this, she thought that she might just wander in the netherworld without even being able to move on to the next frontier.
But here she was. She didn’t expect that she’d become a ten-year-old child.
“I can’t believe it… I definitely died.”
Doah muttered as she denied reality.
She clearly remembered the very moment she stopped breathing.
However, as though betraying her conviction, unfamiliar memories flowed into her head.
It was the memories of this body’s owner, ‘Bunny’.
‘Bunny?’
It was ordinarily meant for rabbits, but surprisingly enough, it was her real name.
She was just an orphan born and raised in the slums called ‘garbage dump’.
However one day, she accidentally caught the eye of Grand Duke Credel, and so she was adopted.
It was because she looked similar to the Credel family’s youngest daughter, Ophelia Credel.
It wasn’t anything like a sob story of not being able to forget his dead daughter.
Ophelia was doing well in the family’s countryside villa.
There was a reason why the real daughter was sent off to a countryside villa and took a fake into the family.
‘What do you mean, avoid the curse of the sorcerer?’
One might wonder if these people were too far gone into some manic pseudo religion, but they weren’t.
In this world, things like ‘curses’ were real.
Magic users that used the forbidden arts for evil were called sorcerers.
One of them cursed Ophelia, and Bunny was adopted so that she could be a substitute for that curse.
Doah lowered the sleeves of the dress she was wearing.
Then, she saw the hidden black pattern engraved on her forearm.
This was the sign that she had received the curse instead of Ophelia.
‘No one ever told Bunny what this curse was.’
However, one thing was clear to her. The moment her 18-year-old mind took over, she knew what would happen after the curse would be complete.
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On the day the curse would be completely transferred to Bunny, everything would return to how they all used to.
The real daughter would return to her family. The fake daughter would return to the slums.