KO EUN CHAE

I’d been stanning the hero for 3 years when I was suddenly caught red-handed by his tyrannical doting father, Duke Hades Louvremont.“Ceaseless pursuit, expensive gifts, and now you’ve come alone all this way up north with no regard for your life…”“I’m sorry. I have no excuse.”“Alright, I’ve lost. Your devotion is undeniable.”“...You think so too? Even I admit that this is the pinnacle of devotion.”“Many women have pursued me, but none as persistently as you. I stand amazed. Let’s hold it, then. Our marriage. As soon as possible.“Ha... Yes, I’ll accept my fate.”Silence.“Wait, pardon?! What?”What did he just say?Surely I mustve misheard?But the duke, smirking at my shocked face, gave the finishing blow.“I said, I’ll marry you.”Wow.The hero’s dad has an inflated ego.

In my real life, I was happy simping and fawning over Abel Louvremont, the main character of my favorite book ‘Persona.’ But after a fateful car accident, I woke up in ‘Persona,’ but when Abel is still a precious child. Now, as Aisha Heathcliff, I can simp the adorable Abel up close, squee!! I’ll do anything I can to make sure he gets what he needs! And, somehow, that means I’m engaged to... his dad?!

Rexid Van Hexen, prince of the Hexen Empire and feared defender of the border, wants to become emperor. But because his brain doesn’t even come close to his brawn, he enlists the help of “The Viper,” a notorious swindler and master of disguise. With her life on the line, The Viper must now pull off her greatest scam while posing as… Rexid's heiress? Will the unlikely duo succeed, or will they end up being deceived themselves?

Rexid Van Hexen, prince of the Hexen Empire and feared defender of the border, wants to become emperor. But because his brain doesn’t even come close to his brawn, he enlists the help of “The Viper,” a notorious swindler and master of disguise. With her life on the line, The Viper must now pull off her greatest scam while posing as… Rexid's heiress? Will the unlikely duo succeed, or will they end up being deceived themselves?

I thought I had life all figured out. A quiet, uneventful existence as the daughter of a humble woodcutter—nothing more, nothing less. Living in a world consumed by war, where chaos reigned 365 days a year, the simplicity of an extra’s life was the greatest blessing I could ask for. Our tiny mountain village was my haven. My father, James Brown, was the epitome of ordinariness—a 27-year-old single dad with plain brown hair, matching brown eyes, and an unassuming demeanor. He was the perfect symbol of the background character trope. Or so I thought. “Ladies and gentlemen!” I declared with pride. “May I present my father! The quintessential extra! Brown hair, brown eyes, chopping wood like the unremarkable man he is!” The knight commander in front of me said nothing, his expression unreadable. “…Right? He is just an ordinary guy, right?” I asked, my voice faltering. The silence hung in the air like an executioner’s blade. Then, out of nowhere, the staff in my father’s hands began to glow—a strange, mesmerizing blue light emanating from its worn surface. “…Dad?” I whispered, my heart pounding. To my utter disbelief, my father’s plain brown hair began to shimmer, transforming before my eyes. His dull brown eyes brightened into piercing blue orbs that seemed to hold the very essence of power. His once unremarkable appearance morphed into something straight out of a legend—his silver hair gleaming like the moonlight. “What the hell is going on?!” I screamed as the life I knew crumbled into dust. And then, gripping his now-radiant staff with the confidence of a man who had nothing to fear, my father—no, this mysterious warrior—snarled with a voice that chilled me to my core: “Give me back my daughter, you bastard.” My unassuming, extra life was shattered in an instant.