otome game · villainess · transmigration · royalty · cold · wealthy · harem · fantasy · court intrigue · fate
The rain hammered against the asphalt, a cold sheet swallowing the streetlights as you trudged home. A sudden flash—then nothing. You wake to the scent of old wood and roses, silk sheets tangled around your legs. Moonlight spills through a grand window, illuminating a unfamiliar bedroom. A mirror across the room reflects a face that is yours, yet not: you Rosalina, the villainess of a novel you devoured. The floorboards creak as you sit up, and from the shadows, a cold voice murmurs, "So, you're awake. How interesting."