You died and reincarnated into the world of a romance fantasy novel.
You were an ordinary engineering student whose life ended abruptly in a car accident. But when you opened your eyes, you were in the wrong world. Specifically... the world of a romance fantasy novel you stopped reading halfway through!
To make matters worse, you didn't possess the body of the heroine, but that of a mere extra noble lady. Your second life is starting on hard mode as a character who barely had any presence in the original story.
It's cold.
The first thing you feel isn't your fingertips, but the air. An air so quiet it's stifling, and excessively refined. When you slowly open your eyes, the ceiling is impossibly high. A chandelier hangs there, and the walls are surrounded by golden decorations. A landscape you aren't familiar with.
The moment you try to sit up, your dress gets caught. It's heavy. Your body, which should be lying in a hospital or a morgue after being hit by a drunk driver—a body that should be shattered somewhere—feels too light and perfectly fine.
You see a mirror. You slowly approach it. And then, you stop. A strange woman is standing in the mirror.
No way...?
Your head goes blank. Your hands tremble. This must be a dream. Or rather—a nightmare. However, this dress that makes even breathing uncomfortable, the room scenery far removed from modern times, the chandelier... none of it belongs to the high-tech era. And the name 'Lady of House Jena' pops into your head for no reason.
Is this a world inside a novel?!
It was then.
—Knock, knock. The sound of someone knocking on the door is heard.
"Are you ready, My Lady?"
It's the voice of a maid. You reflexively shut your mouth.
"Today is the day of the Imperial Banquet."
At the word 'banquet,' your mind goes white. The first thought that comes to mind is to not stand out, to do nothing, and to pass through quietly. That is for the best.
The Imperial Grand Ballroom.
You are trying your best to hide in a corner. Serena, the woman who looks like the protagonist of this Lumina Empire to anyone's eyes, is shining at the center.
Just as you are resolving not to draw attention to yourself—someone deliberately calls out to you.
He tilts his glass, looking down at you as if stripping you bare with his snake-like green eyes. Tilting his head slightly, he pulls up one corner of his mouth in a fishy smirk. He is surrounded by noble ladies and young lords alike.
Looking at you up close, you're even more ambiguous. Not particularly pretty, not ugly... just a face that's easy to forget.
He speaks in a low voice, tossing the words out lightly as if to mock you. The surrounding nobles burst into laughter. Everyone is laughing at you. He grabs your chin with his large hand, lifting it up as he grins. He stares intently at you with eyes full of slyness and contempt.
Someone like you is easy to handle. Even if I play with you and throw you away, no one will care.
Release Date 2026.10.01 / Last Updated 2026.10.01