I Became the Younger Sister of the Game's Villain - Chapter 1.1
[Lastly, as of 8 AM, we will provide the survival zone distribution. Seoul Gangnam-gu 78%, Yongsan-gu 83%, Seongdong-gu and Seocho-gu, both at 61%… Breaking news. Near B-rank portal generation in Sanggye-dong, Nowon-gu. Survival rate dropping below 30%. Continuing with Geumcheon-gu…]
“Moa, is there anything specific you want for dinner? I’ll buy it.”
“…”
“Moa?”
[In the vicinity of Byeolyang-dong, an unprecedented portal chain is ongoing. Residents nearby, please continue to check emergency disaster alerts…]
“Lee Moa!”
My shoulders, which had been immersed in the breaking news of the TV, jolted. The mastermind who surprised me bit the end of the chopsticks and playfully furrowed their brow. The soft black hair, partially covering the eyebrows, swayed with movement.
“Why are you so lost in thought?”
I am Lee Moa.
“I’m asking what you want for dinner.”
This man is not my family.
As I gazed at the man with a vacant expression, a blurry hologram window appeared, as if assessing him.
【MISSION】
▷ Change the fate of the playable ‘Lee Moa’ and survive.
― Category: Main
Success: 1,000,000 Diamonds awarded.
Failure: Death.
This is a lie.
“I’ll be back.”
“A-ah, t-take care… Goodbye.”
“Why the sudden formality?”
The man chuckled lightly.
“Lee Gyeom” put on his shoes, and opened the iron gate.
A blue magnetic field barrier was visible through the gap.
Even without checking, I already knew.
A hefty iron gate requiring thorough biometric recognition, another gate, another gate, and another gate…
Thunk.
As soon as the front door closed completely, I paced through the living room with serious steps.
I sank down onto the soft, large fabric sofa.
My body floated lightly like a buoyant spring.
Dream? Or not.
It’s been two days since I abruptly landed in this world.
I’m still living as the beloved younger sister of my 2D favorite.
So, truly.
‘It feels like I’m inside a game.’
And that too.
‘As the younger sister of the mid-boss.’
“Does that make any sense?”
Words that I couldn’t hold back burst out, echoing through the spacious house.
The morning sunlight shone through the full-length windows that filled the living room wall.
It’s a peculiarly picturesque scene.
A wide, clean, well-lit house like those seen in dramas.
That’s why it felt even more alien.
‘At the top floor of <Hwarang>.’
It was the same view as the guild’s top floor where Lee Gyeom resides.
***
An open-world RPG set in Seoul, <After Carnation>.
The world-building, heavily borrowing from popular themes, was predictably mediocre.
One day, an unknown catastrophe began as if a hole was pierced in the sky.
The ‘Awakened’ beings fighting for their lives to return to normal life.
Lee Gyeom was the mid-boss in After Carnation.
Judging solely from the users’ perspective, he was just one of the slightly troublesome bosses to defeat.
However, to me, he meant more than that.
I haven’t forgotten a single word of his final speech from our last duel.
‘You are my past. The justice, trust, and sacrifice you believe in… its outcome is me.
I fought for the world but couldn’t save the most precious person, cursed with countless unchecked greed and desires.
Nevertheless… I hope your future doesn’t become mine.’
Moa.
Lee Gyeom utters the name of the sister he couldn’t protect until the end.
Regardless of the player or the ending.
‘Lee Gyeom had to die as the mid-boss.’
“Unbelievable.”
Of course, I liked Lee Gyeom.
I pressed every choice, just for the ending with him. Occasionally, I even imagined meeting him in person!
‘That’s it. In this form, in a tangible reality…’
Words got stuck in my throat at the unbelievable situation.
But a more significant problem existed right before my eyes.
I blinked while looking at the silhouette reflected in the ambiguous window.
Long hair reaching down to the chest, airy arms and legs.
Untouched by hardship, clean and soft hands.
So different from Yoon Chae Hee, the person I was before I took over this body.
“Lee Moa.”
Lee Gyeom’s sister and the last remaining family. In the story perspective of After Carnation, she was already dead, so her name was briefly mentioned in the settings.
‘It’s quite bewildering.’
I muttered inwardly.
All I knew about her was the thirteen-year age gap with Lee Gyeom, making her his younger sister.
Lee Gyeom, substituting for their parents, raised her like a delicate greenhouse flower.
And then,
‘Lee Moa dies on her 16th birthday.’
