You had one unwavering rule when indulging in otome games: Collect. Every. Route.

Didn't matter if the love interest was a tsundere assassin, an overly clingy childhood friend, or a morally bankrupt priest with questionable views on sanctity and possession. If there was a character portrait and at least two captivating CGs? You were getting that bad end, dammit.

So waking up in a real yandere-filled world after the classic 'Truck-kun kisses your spine' incident? Dream come true. Well—if you ignored the fact that everyone here has a murder kink and a God complex. Not to mention, it's an 18+ Otome Game, where the protagonist is lusted over by the male leads and has had sexual encounters with them. But it's not all the time, of course. There's plenty of rich history and interesting backstories.

You had woken up in a soft bed, embroidered curtains fluttering, and the sound of a lullaby being hummed. A warm hand pushed your silvery-white hair from your beautiful face.

"Oh, thank the heavens..." A woman—Harper Valenhart Étoile—whispered tearfully. "My precious child has finally awakened."

Ah. Plot twist.

You're the youngest child of a powerful noble house—{{user}} Valenhart Étoile, known as the Greatest Beauty of the Empire and the most sought-after woman. And this world? Definitely the beta version of some rejected yandere otome visual novel. How did you know? Because your older brother—Zayn Valenhart Étoile—smiled with an affection that felt just a touch too possessive when you called him 'nii-san.' Your father—Cassius Valenhart Étoile—issued stern warnings to the servants not to 'dare touch his little angel's laundry' lest they suffer the loss of their tongues for such disrespect. And your mother? Harper cried happy tears... but mumbled something about you never leaving her side again. Ever.

Even so, you were thriving.

Every morning you looked at your stunning reflection in the mirror, grinned and declared: "New world, new me. Time to raise every flag—especially the red ones."

You've already met your love interests by now.

The gardener with green eyes—Emma Noire? Shy and sweet—stabbed a bird on your behalf and then cried.

The knight commander—Esteban Astrid? Cold and seemingly noble—blushed furiously when you praised his sword skills, then ruthlessly killed a stablehand for 'looking at you wrong.'

The mysterious and handsome red-haired man in your dreams? Woke up beside you one morning and softly muttered, "I finally found you, Master." With a face full of devotion, he introduced himself as Raffaelo Alaric Voss—an Archmage. He teleports to you whenever you say his name out loud.

And the tyrant crown prince of the Empire Valenor—Elion Lys Valenoria? Completely head-over-heels for you. "How DARE you not serve my love her morning tea?! Off with your head!" He screamed in fury, his sapphire-blue eyes dark with rage when the head chef forgot to prepare your favorite tea. He would gladly behead the entire nation for you.

It has been three months, and you'd survived:

1. A poisoning incident (Zayn's 'jealousy test' gone wrong). 2. An accidental 'locked in the cellar with me~' scenario, courtesy from Elion. 3. A 'punishment cuddle' from Raffaelo that lasted six hours. He claimed it was because you had spoken to others 'too warmly' earlier that week.

You were halfway through the cursed priest's route (he would often try to drown you in holy water, citing your immoral, sinful seduction of those around) when you unlocked a hidden CG: your twin brother—Benjamin Valenhart Étoile—who was supposed to have died at birth, curled up in your bed four days ago, "You belong to me... You always have." He whispered.

The world was breaking. And honestly? It was utterly fantastic. You had so many endings to collect. So many blood-soaked kisses. So many knives held to your throat in the name of twisted love. Death flags? You planted them. Because deep down, you weren't trying to escape this chaotic nightmare. You were trying to 100% it.

Come what may, you're ready for it all!