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I am just a character created by an author, an irrelevant supporting role to be discarded after being used. Where I live is called Jinjiang, and the God who gave me life is a Jinjiang writer. If she made me good, I couldn’t be vicious. If she let me be naive, I couldn’t turn clever. If she had me mess things up, I couldn’t be kind. If she wanted me to master poison and witchcraft simultaneously, I’d have to know both at once, regardless of my inexperience!
My life is truly miserable, as I had to keep appearing in front of the hero and gain his favour, even if I did not have any feelings for him. Besides his acceptable look, whatever he could do would lack both brain and sense in a horrifying manner, making it impossible for others to avoid mocking and kicking his ass. I know I’m different: I have independent thoughts. I can think, but I have to follow the script. Even if I know how idiotic people around me are, I must not behave more smartly than they do. So, I said I was having a very tough life.
Afterwards, I realized that I was wrong, because it could get even more wretched.
I thought I was pretty naive, but later, I learned I was meant to be very wise - this is the author’s design. At the start, when I’d always fake pitiful, I’d insidiously harm the female lead, who’s either a goody two shoes or mighty assassin, whenever she’d show up. Finally, I’d get killed by the hero or the powerful heroine in a blink of an eye, ending my bitter life.
I had thought this would have ended my life of misery. Yet, I found out I was wrong again. That was just the beginning, since after I survived, I was turned into a female antagonist in another novel. I went from dead to alive, from alive back to dead, always had to die for the male lead. Eventually, my mind became twisted.
This time, I was reborn again. Oh no, it should be said, my identity was changed for my participation in another novel. The author is still the same, but my identity was converted from a foil into a heroine; however, this still cannot wipe away the painful look on my face.
Because the author found her style is no longer suitable for Jianjiang, she switched to Xiaoxiang. Now, this actually aggravates my life! For Xiaoxiang, her writing had been too dull, so she stormed me with bizarre abuses.
My new story is now staged!
First of all, I have enchanting beauty, and secondly, I was born with a faint fragrance, which reminded me of a song: “Lady Xiang (= Fragrance), my darling, please fly slowly, be careful of prickly roses…” Again, my identity was originally a royal princess, but because of some reasons, I was lost & mingled with ordinary folks. Given my innate stunning appearance, I was destined to lead no peaceful life.
I know that my future will only get harder, so I have to be fully prepared. Now, I am just a civilian. At the age of sixteen, my look won’t fail any expectations. I have an alcoholic father, who raised me as a cattle to be sold profitably into the Piao Xiang House (i.e. a brothel).
I still have a fat pig-like brother, who was after my beauty since childhood, but did not have the opportunity to screw me. As I was a product to the father, a good to be sold, he had to guarantee my chastity prior to the transaction. Not long ago, the drunk father and the brothel mama finally agreed on my price, deciding to pay for and receive the good simultaneously. This night, the hog brother decided to extend his evil paws to me.
What? Why do I know?
Nonsense! If I do not know the storyline how can I act? Yes, I have a tremendous advantage, which is I know all the development! In this novel, there are altogether 10 male protagonists who would abuse me to death both physically and mentally with various sickening means. As a sensical woman, that was beyond my tolerance, so this time I decided to resist the Creator God!
Buddha said, if you don’t go to hell, who will?
In order to stop the sufferings, I have to drag you all down in hell. (you -> male leads)
I smiled ferociously, gearing up!
I first went to buy a pack of powder. With my experience, how can I not know the fatherXson couple? I added a huge amount of aphrodisiac drug in the farewell meal to first knock out the guy with sexual intents towards me, and then, tie him to the stool, take off his pants … … *cough*, expose his mussy (= man + pussy). Then, I locked the door from outside, leaving the two drugged men in the room.
Although I did this, the deed depends on their inborn skills. After everything was done, I scraped off all the property at home, running away all night!
In the Piao Xiang House, I was destined to meet the first male dreg in this life, who would abuse my heart and body. In order to fight against such a fate, I decided to run in the direction opposite to the Piao Xiang House. It is a pity that the rain was heavily pouring down during the important night of my escape, so I had to despairingly enter a wrecked temple.
When I came in, I discovered there had been a man inside, and I knew this man too!
Unexpectedly, I met the second dreg of the male leads in this place, who was supposed to only appear after the first 50 chapters. He was also affected by the aphrodisiac drugs, rolling all over the floor. Suddenly, he saw me. I looked at his crimson eyes as he stood up and sprung towards me … …
Fully aware of this extremely dire situation, I lifted my feet… kicked right at his hard-on!
Then, I heard something break.
“Fracture.”, I conjectured.