How did it end up coming to this? All of this came from the fact that I died using expired makeup products I blame Sephora kids for their grubby hands infecting every sample they see, it’s depressing when you come from a paying 9 to 5 job just to see the items out for sale… looked like it had been through World War 2. Now here I am in this fancy fantasy world with all the beautiful food and antiques with the fanciest yet heaviest dress in the whole wide world. I mean seriously how do the main characters in webnovels deal with it? I wanna pass out from the weight. The unfortunate part is that I don’t know which web novel it is I reincarnated into. I’ve read too many of them and I’m screwed!

The dining table was set sitting like it’s only a place for gods all the plates and cutlery looked as if god had made them himself for his lovely children and the food was more divine than the so-called lamb of god himself as a family full of decorum there hands move gracefully throughout the table as they wipe any excess food away from their handkerchief unfortunately their minds are not as purified as the church except the church is always having problems with itself so as the color white but white is easy to stain and taint, and as if the worlds was working itself away from God. 

“Ludwiga! Must you eat slower than a rat caught in a mouse trap!” Cue the annoying deadbeat stepbrother who has no self-esteem and chooses to bully the illegitimate child because she didn’t exist he would be the scapegoat of the whole family.  

The entire family looks at Ludwiga like a cat ready to pounce at her. What does she do? Does she eat faster in the response or does she respond by talking trash back?

“At least the cook gives me more food I look so healthy compared to your small portion it looks like he killed a rat fried it and decorated it with a bunch of flowers for your poor-looking anatomy that could be used for my Human physiology.” She chose the latter option as she watched everyone at the table’s jaw drop to the floor as all their food started to spill out chunks like the crash of the stock market in 1929. There’s even a fly flying inside Ludwiga’s father’s mouth exploring it as if it were a newly discovered title; the table is silent until a small cough is heard; it’s the stepmother. She sits there all pristine yet her aura seems different, almost hateful as she opens her eyes a glare is cast on Ludwiga.

“Must you continue showing your insolence around this table? It’s already bad enough that this family must endure your behavior at social gatherings.” The stepmother says all her words only seem to originate from malice towards the current main character as Ludwiga’s face subtly contorts to a disgusted angry look. 

“And who are you to say that judging from our past events not a single one of you has taught me a single thing about decorum or such things as table manners making me eat alone in the room? So if you think about it, the shame and ridicule you must bear is what you deserve not even knowing how to properly raise your youngest child, letting her live as a brat. I wouldn’t be surprised if tea were to be dumped all over you.” Ludwiga says calmly not taking her attention off of her dinner. As everyone’s jaws were still on the floor, if the ground hadn’t stopped their jaws it would’ve fallen to the end of the earth.

Later that night as everyone was still lying in bed Ludwiga stood there in her room thinking of what type of web novel she was in as her past life had read way too many web novels to remember and she didn’t even have a phone because guess what? She’s dead and has somehow jumped into another world that surprise-surprise doesn’t even have a phone because the novel like most novels was set in the time of bubonic plague is still a slight threat as she continues to think she ends up passing out on her bed from thinking too much as her consciousness slips it feels like her soul is leaving her body… Wait what?

As her eyes open up again she finds herself in a new body this time it’s a… plush? This world seems to follow her emotions as the sky contorts to a dark indigo matching her confusion; her clouds sway almost as if they’re pacing around trying to understand what’s going on; a blue hologram greets her asking what her name shall be. It finally clicked she was a victim in a mystery novel her character Ludwiga had mysteriously fallen into a coma and now the original main characters were a maid and butler who tended to her needs before the coma were now investigating and uncovering secrets about the family just great and now the book has just started with her being in a coma as she looks at the hologram and remembers her old name. She types it into the hologram.

Yuu.