As the Minor Gay Love Rival in Het Novels - Chapter 3.8

At the beginning of the Death World, Reiko’s body was smashed to pieces by the broken world, and he started a journey to all realms.

Uncle’s World from Another World: Aunt Cui is actually my neighbor!

The World of One Punch Man: The Bald Devil’s Bad Friend?

Those who want to become a powerful shadow person: I am really not the protagonist!

Spells return to the world: become the fifth super spellcaster!

Overlord (Bone King World): I became one of the 41 Supremes, but now I just want to be a human.

Other worlds to be determined…

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A genius schemer, creating an emperor!

“Only when your brother is happy can you be happy.”

She committed all kinds of evil deeds to make him Emperor. However, Artezia’s devotion was repaid with betrayal. It was the Grand Duke Cedric, a righteous enemy, that gave her a hand of salvation at the threshold of death.

“Devise a plan.”
“…”
“I can’t think of anyone but you who can reverse this situation. Marquess Rosan.”
“…”
“Lend me your strength.”

There is no plan that can reverse the already declining power and save the fallen empire. However, there is a method. To turn back time before everything went wrong.

With tears of blood she sacrificed her body to an ancient magic. This time, she will not fall.

Artezia, who returned to the age of 18 before death, resolved to become a villainess for the Grand Duke Cedric.

“Please give me your hand in marriage. I’ll make you emperor.”

In exchange for kneeling to the devil, the devil shall dirty her hands for you.

Perfectly average.

That’s how I would describe myself.

I spent most of my life being just that.

Average test scores with mostly C’s and B’s, average athletic abilities, average appearance, average social life, and average family background.

I wanted to be different, that's why I decided to be a pornstar.

dunno but somehow I awakened the ultimate pornstar system-

will I really be able to become the greatest pornstar?

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…