I Became A Wretched Extra In A Healing Story - Chapter 1

Reibella had possessed a healing novel.

In terms of keywords, it was something like #Regression #Childcare #Healing #Growth #FemaleProtagonist?

The plot felt something like this:

The princess, Erina, met a miserable death.
One day, she woke up as a 3-year-old, becoming a baby again.
“I don’t need a family.”
Recalling the memory of being ignored by her tyrant dad just before dying, Erina vowed not to seek family or beg for love anymore.
So she diligently saved money through business to leave… but wait? People’s reactions are strange?

“Your Highness, you are the light of the Empire.”
“I only believe and follow Your Highness.”

In addition to the changed attitudes of those who had ignored her,

“The day my daughter called me Dad! It will be a national holiday!”

Even her dad, who never looked at his daughter, changed.
…What is going on?

As you could tell from the introduction and keywords, the novel was very faithful to clichés, with content that any romance fantasy reader would know.

A fluffy healing story that makes you happy by watching the female protagonist walk on a path of flowers.

Surely, it seemed like that…

‘Why do I look like this?’

A small girl with lovely pink, fluttering hair, Reibella, sighed softly.

Her pale, round face and short body were very cute, but her green eyes that were scanning the surroundings were empty.

Her constantly exhaled breath was deeper and more exhausted.

“Dad, why did we end up like this?”

It used to be a world full of beautiful and good things.

Now, a space completely opposite to that was unfolding before her eyes. The damp ground filled with mossy stone graves and the ruined cathedral at the center.

It was a place one would never want to believe to be the resting place of someone who had always embraced only noble things from birth.

“This isn’t a dream, right?”

He was the Duke leading the brilliant and noble Felicity family. A founding family of the empire, leaving traces in culture, history, and politics. Why did the head of such a family have to be in a place like this?

Why did they meet in such a state?

“At first, I was really happy about being born with a silver spoon.”

Two years ago, when she was about five years old.

One day, she suddenly realized she had possessed a book and was an extra, a noble whose name wasn’t even mentioned in the novel. Reibella cheered.

An ultra-luxury titanium spoon life! It meant being a carefree freeloader!

…Or so she thought.

But reality was different.

‘Felicity is a family that has given everything to this country. You have inherited that blood, so you must learn and study diligently.’
‘You’re still lacking, Reibella.’

Was it a problem to be born in a loyal family?

When news of the repaired relationship between the princess and emperor spread, a spartan life began, making it hard to tell if it was the life of a five-year-old or a student preparing for an exam. Living a day where 24 hours feels like 48 hours, she almost forgot that this world was inside a novel.

No matter how much, she should not have overlooked it.

As long as she existed in the novel, everything was just a supporting role for the protagonist.

Reibella didn’t know.

She didn’t know that her father, an extra with no presence, was constantly highlighting the protagonists.

It’s a staple in childcare story clichés: a tyrant who would go to any lengths, disregarding all obstacles, for the sake of his beloved child, and the figure who eventually gets dragged away while crying out, ‘Your Majesty!’ for going against that tyrant.

…That figure was her father.

‘The day my daughter called me Dad! This should be commemorated for generations. I’ll make it a national holiday!’
‘It’s indeed a joyous occasion, but it’s not suitable to leave it for generations.’
‘I should give the country to my daughter as a gift.’
‘There are many other precious gifts. A gift stained with the blood of the empire’s people is not good for Her Highness.’

‘I thought it was cool when reading it.’

The core character of this novel and a necessary element of childcare. The tyrant dad, Liam Curtis Rastel.

He was a parricide who killed all his siblings to ascend the throne and even imprisoned his young nephew, and a madman who turned the square red with the blood of rebellious nobles.

Moreover, he frequently started wars, earning the title of a murderer.

But he changed in front of his daughter. He cried and laughed at her every word and action, sensitively reacting, and tried to fulfill all her desires and wishes for her love.

A tyrant dad who would even start a war for his daughter!

She had been enthusiastic and thrilled by the exaggerated portrayal of the tyrant in the book.

‘I was crazy.’

Trying to seize the mines inherited from ancestors to give to the princess, ordering to hand over the heirloom jewels.

Trying to kill someone because his child fell. Punishing the furniture maker because the child hit her head on a desk?

Now that she’s experiencing it firsthand, it really seemed like madness.

The most surprising fact was that no one found his behavior strange.

‘Good judgment.’
‘It’s natural for the princess.’

Everyone was clapping like seals, approving the madman’s actions.

Only her father, who reacted normally, became a traitor.

‘Duke Felicity, it seems you’ve always looked down on my daughter. Yes, you’ve always treated our princess insignificantly.’

…Does that make sense?

Her dad only told the princess, who didn’t follow the palace etiquette, ‘Don’t do that.’ How could that be treating her insignificantly?

‘Felicity is proven to have colluded with the enemy through the princess of the enemy nation, the Duchess of Felicity.’
‘Duke Felicity has long committed acts close to abuse under the pretext of looking after the empire’s princess while I was busy.’
‘Felicity was aiming for the throne…’

The price for opposing the daughter-fool emperor was countless absurd accusations and eventually, the destruction of the family.

What did Dad do wrong? What sin did our family commit!

Before even trying to reveal the truth, the tyrant took the lives of Duke and Duchess Felicity. Without time to mourn, all the distant family branches of Felicity and the retainers who supported Felicity were executed.

Thus, a few months ago, when Reibella had just turned seven, Felicity, falsely accused of treason, disappeared into history, leaving behind its brilliant honor and power.

‘This damned country, just let it collapse.’

Felicity and her father were too precious for such a wretched country. It would be better if it collapsed.

Though her father, a loyalist second to none, might not be pleased.

Reibella sighed softly, muttering.

“Dad should have thought more about the family.”

If he truly cared for this country, someone had to stop the tyrant.

But did it have to be her father?

Was the fate of the empire so important to her father that he didn’t care if the Felicity family and his only daughter ended up like this?

“I won’t live like Dad.”

The retainers wanted her to continue the Felicity bloodline as the only surviving Felicity.

They believed that all misunderstandings would be resolved and that Felicity would rise again with its original name.

But Reibella knew. Such a day would never come. She was an existence whose name wasn’t even left in the original story.

Moreover, even if by any chance her family was restored, she didn’t want to mingle with these madmen again. It wasn’t worth it. She only thought of leaving this country as soon as possible.

Just then.

“Miss! Please escape!”

At the urgent voice of a familiar knight, she immediately turned her head and saw the retainers clashing swords with the city guards.

The retainers who had hidden her and even made a gravestone for her wrongfully accused father were falling over the pools of blood they had created.

‘To ascend the throne, Liam cut down men, women, and children indiscriminately…’

The emperor, who had no pity or mercy, wouldn’t leave the bloodline of a family he had destroyed. No matter if it was a child, it was his choice to leave no trace.

She knew, she had expected it to end in vain, but her chest tightened. Tears welled up from the injustice, but she bit her lip and turned away.

“Please survive!”

With the retainers’ voices echoing behind her, she began to run vigorously. At that moment, beautiful fireworks lit up the night sky.

Simultaneously, cheers echoed,

“Your Highness! Happy birthday!”

It was truly a damned world.