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Ian Cloud was the typical 'fool' and remorseful man.
His actions throughout the novel are roughly like this:
Ignoring the confession of the heroine Diana; Return her carefully chosen birthday gift; He left her waiting for more than six hours when she visited the Grand Duke's residence because he was "busy."
I won't even bother explaining how miserable Diana was when he ignored her and accepted the arranged marriage his family had arranged.
Not surprisingly, Diana went to the academy shortly after his wedding, and practically ran away.
At this point, I couldn't help but wonder:
What's wrong with you, male hero? What's wrong with you?
Sure, he had his reasons. Unfortunately, Ian Cloud's back story included childhood trauma, which caused him to instinctively push others away and live without expressing his feelings.
But so what? Does this excuse all this foolish behavior? As a huge fan of the main heroine, Diana, I wanted Ian to suffer and humiliate himf in the most cruel and pitiful way possible.
That's the real magic of stories about regret, isn't it?
But unfortunately, my desires were completely shattered.
"What? Is this real?"
I couldn't hide my shock while scrolling through my phone.
But no matter how much I scrolled, all I saw was a message on the screen saying, “This is the last page,” with no other content.
“This is how the story ends? You have got to be kidding me.”
I laughed bitterly in disbelief.
The story doesn't even begin to show the letter "n" of remorse, yet there was a scene where Diana forgave Ian, and they ended up together.
In the final scene, no less, Diana kisses Ian first while he cries and apologizes.
"Oh! Is the author crazy?"
I pounded my feet on the floor in frustration, clutching my phone.
After everything that idiot had done to Diana, how could she forgive him like this? Sure, Diana is the kindest, most beautiful person in the world, but this is too much! Her lips are precious!
“Oh, no. I have to say something about this.”
Filled with anger, I reopened the screen and went straight to the comments section. But unfortunately, even the comments section was not on my side.
– Ian’s forever fan: “Oh my goodness, author – she loved the novel so much, it’s been a long time since I read such a perfect novel…please keep writing…!”
- Buy Me Ian, Mom: "It's been a long time since I've read a story with such a well-organized plot. Thank you, author. I wish you continued success. When will the side stories be released?"
-Ian, the perfect remorseful hero: “Ha, the way all the loose ends were tied up so perfectly!! Author, you are so talented.”
– Romance Reader: “You're going to write side stories, right? I want to see Ian happy.”
More than a thousand comments were filled with tears.
Eighty percent of them praised the author and Ian, calling him the best masterpiece of the twenty-first century and an example of the remorseful male hero.
I felt dizzy and had to hold my forehead.
“Oh...this is so frustrating.”
That's right.
The author of this novel was annoyingly talented.
It was devouring the web novel scene in Korea.
But there was one major problem: he poured all his writing talent into the character of Ian.
Ian Cloud, the biggest idiot on the planet, has been transformed by the author into a cold, elegant male hero, ignorant of love, empathy, or guilt.
If you cannot feel emotions due to trauma, you should go see a doctor.
Why l that as a ling point? But readers were obsessed with him.
A man whose heart did not beat fast at the sight of beauty, nor was he swayed by any temptation—a dangerously interesting man, or so they said.
Isn't Diana also a brilliant character created by the author? No, it's not like that at all.
Diana was only a female hero in name; In fact, she was nothing more than a supporting role to shine the spotlight on Ian.
The author knew it, the readers knew it, and unfortunately, I knew it too.
“This is too exaggerated!”
Sure, it's okay to love a male hero, but there has to be some decency. How could they just make Ian shine? What about Diana? Diana!
Finally, I rolled up my sleeves and typed angrily on the keyboard.
-Dear Diana: "Oh my God, this plot makes no sense. The male lead acts like a complete idiot, and is immediately forgiven? Did you really have to turn our girl into a heroine who has no f-esteem? Shh, I knew the author was biased towards Ian, but come on, this is so exaggerated~ Poor Diana deserves better. Why don't you publish a book for Ian's fans~~ Or better yet, remove Diana from this novel completely ^^"
— Ian Best: "Here comes the drama queen again, lol. Don't you ever get tired? Mind your own business~"
— Ian the Kind: “Why are you still reading if you hate it so much? You must be a masochist.”
— Ian's forever fan: “――Ignore this clown――”
“These people...”
Within seconds, a series of responses appeared.
Not only that, but my phone kept ringing with notification after notification. This was clearly another round of cyberbullying from Ian's fans.
“It's hard to be a heroine's only fan!”
I put my hand on the keyboard, ready to respond, but in the end, I put my phone in my pocket, and I'm angry.
“Oh, calm down. Just calm down. Inner peace.”
Standing at the pedestrian crossing, I took a deep breath.
“But still, it's all that idiot Ian's fault!”
Unfortunately, the pacification did not work.
Suddenly, the wide road consisting of eight roads appeared in front of me.
I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration.
“Why isn't there a reincarnation truck or something?”
People are always reincarnated into the worlds of romance novels when they get hit by a truck. If I could enter the novel myf, I would give that male hero what he deserves.
“...Oh, I'm so excited, thinking about all kinds of crazy things.”
If it were possible, I would have taught Ian a lesson or two.
Feeling frustrated, I shook my head and stepped onto the crosswalk.
“I'll go home and sleep...”
But after that,
I heard the horn of a huge vehicle!
“…Huh?”
It has already happened.
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The feeling of the first traffic accident was very terrible.
A huge truck crashed into my body, and I felt every bone in my body shatter, and my vision turned black as if it was a cruel joke.
People say that your life passes before your eyes when you are about to die, but having lived through death, I can tell you that is not true.
I was so upset with Ian and the author who made this whole mess right up to the end.
Who knows how much time has passed?
I opened my eyes.
“...wait a second”
I opened my eyes...?
"What's going on? Is this paradise?"
Still in a daze, I quickly realized something was wrong.
The reason was that the scene before my eyes was both unfamiliar and strangely familiar.
I was lying in a room that seemed to be a mixture of artistic styles from the Renaissance of the 14th century to Rococo of the 18th century, with some modern and contemporary designs.
The room was filled with the delicate scent of roses, and my body exuded the fragrance of a mixture of fruits and sweet flowers.
And the voice I heard...
“What?”
It was clear and beautiful, like pearls rolling on a silver tray.
The place was a hot mess historically, but familiar to modern audiences. And when I looked at a body that didn't seem to be mine, I realized that this place...
“Oh my God”
I got hit by a reincarnation truck and ended up reincarnated as someone in a romantic fantasy world? truly?
Just in case it was a dream, she pinched my arm.
"Yes!"
It was very painful.
As I sat there, stunned, I jumped to my feet.
"Wait, wait. I don't have time to just sit around."
If the reincarnation truck really hit me, I must have jumped back to the novel I was last reading. Now, the important thing was to find out who I had reincarnated into.
“Please don't make her the main character, Diana.”
I was a huge fan of Diana, but I didn't want to become her.
The reason was simple: wishing your favorite character happiness from a distance is very different from grabbing her body.
When I finally saw my reflection in the mirror, I felt a wave of relief wash over me.
“Woah...”
The person standing in front of me was a beautiful woman with gray-brown hair and blue eyes.
My beautiful Diana had sparkling cherry blossom hair and blue eyes, so it was definitely not her.
“As expected, there is no way I will be precious Diana. Diana is too precious.”
I sighed in relief, but a question quickly arose in my mind.
“But who is this then?”
Gray-brown hair, clear blue eyes, cold impression, in contrast to the warm and kind Diana. However, her beauty was captivating.
As I stared at her reflection, I frowned.
“Hmm, she looks strangely familiar...”
“If she is familiar to me, she must be a character with a fair amount of presence in the story.”
Gray-brown hair, blue eyes, cold face...
After thinking for a while, a passage from the novel flashed in my mind.
Ian Cloud accepted the Emperor's offer to marry into the family of Marquis Alpheus. His future bride was Eloise Alpheus, the second daughter of the Marquis, with gray hair and blue eyes.
It was a loveless marriage under the guise of a contract.
Eloise, with ash-gray hair, was as emotionally dry as she seemed. But because of this, she was the most suitable partner for Ian.
“…what—”
I let out a curse when the name finally clicked in my mind.
No...
“Am I really married to that man?”