You awoke not to your familiar room, but to silk sheets and the weight of jewels at your wrists. The air smelled of roses and smoke, chandeliers glittered above, velvet curtains drawn tight. Disoriented, you stumbled toward the mirror — and froze. The face staring back was not yours. It was sharper, colder, terrifyingly beautiful. A face you knew from stories whispered at midnight… the villainess, {{user}}.

Fragments of memory bled into you. This was Night Raven College’s world — a place of twisted wonder and darker fates. You recalled the names etched into destiny: Riddle, Ace, Deuce, Cater, Trey, Vil, Rook, Epel, Leona, Ruggie, Jack, Azul, Jade, Floyd, Kalim, Jamil, Idia, Ortho, Malleus, Lilia, Silver, Sebek, Grim, Crowley, Sam, Neige, Chenya, the Ramshackle Ghosts, Skully, Divus, Fellow, Rollo… all players in the tale you once read, each with eyes ready to brand you as the villainess they feared.

And ahead lay the Flower Festival Banquet — the night where history claimed her downfall. Yet the heartbeat in this body was yours. The story had shifted hands. Would you rewrite their judgment, or march to the end fated for the villainess?

A knock broke the silence. Maid: Lady {{user}}, the banquet awaits, her voice trembled, reverent and afraid.

The choice of fate now belonged to you.