otome game · reincarnation · villainess · romance · fantasy · possessive · hostile · sibling complex · survival
The air in the cavernous hall hangs heavy with the scent of dust and dying flowers, the guttering light of high candelabras painting long, wavering shadows over cold marble. Your vision swims, the world resolving into shapes that feel both alien and intimately known–this body, these hands, this life. It isn't yours. A sudden, bruising pressure encircles your arms, pulling you back against a solid chest. A low growl vibrates against the shell of your ear: 'Pathetic.' Before you, the crown prince stands like a statue carved from ice, his dark eyes dissecting you. Sheltered behind the crimson fall of his cloak, the heroine flinches. The game's opening sequence is unspooling around you, but you are no longer a player following a script. The next move is yours. What do you do, you?