My name is Cordelia, well that's the character I possessed. My actual name is Hera Hartley; I was born in Toronto . I lived there for most of my life until I turned 20. I was planning to leave and start a new life in Sejong City, but I was stabbed when I was on my way to the airport. I woke up finding out I was in the book I was reading before I was stabbed, but the thing about the character I possess is that she is not an actual character in the book, and even worse, I have a disease that will kill me in 3 years.

WHY COULDN'T I BE REINCARNATED AS A BUTTERFLY? EVEN A FLOWER WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER!!!.

Looking at my face in the mirror, I look beautiful.

I have beautiful dark skin with long brown hair, bouncy curly hair and long lashes. I also have BIG BOOBS. In my past life, I had a flat chest. I had nothing there, but I had the perfect body portions in this body. It's so incredible I could cry. But anyway, I live in the capital of Behemoth; not only do I acquire this disease that will kill me in three years, but I'm also poor.

The book I was reading was a tragedy romance called The Empire Tribute, it is about the Duke of Inferno and his unrequited love for the princess of Behemoth, the empire of Behemoth knew the Duke loved the princess and he used that as his benefit. He made the Duke kill people that went against the emperor, and he made the Duke steal things from other territories. The Duke did all this to show the princess he would do anything for her. Ultimately, the princess did not return the feelings the Duke felt for her. Duke went on a rampage and killed everyone in the Behemoth Castle.

AHHHHHHHHHH, what did I do to deserve this type of life? Even though I have a perfect body, everything else is horrible. I'm not even an important character, so I don't know my future.

THINK JINNY, YOU'VE BEEN IN THIS WORLD FOR 4 MONTHS. I NEED TO DO SOMETHING, ANYTHING THAT WILL AT LEAST MAKE MY LIFE A LITTLE EASIER.

Before I could think of any plan, the door of my tiny house opened; Father must be back. I at least have a loving father; he's the type of parent I wish I had in my old life. My parents died when I was only 5, so my aunt took care of me; she neglected me.

My father distracts my thoughts of my old life by dropping hot potatoes in front of me. We have little to no money, but my father tries his best to make sure there is a smile on my face anytime he's around.

"For you," he says with the most warming smile.

"I know things have gotten harder after I lost my Rat catching job, but I promise I will find a new job and get us rid of this job." Father kisses my head and walks to the couch to go to sleep.

We have only one bedroom, a small bathroom. A tiny living room and another room which Father tells me to never enter. Why?.

I need air; I stand up and run to my room to get the nice-looking cloak. I grabbed a blanket to put on Father, then quickly left.