Please Don’t Die, My Lady
I Became the Fallen Noblewoman of a World I Know Nothing About. Life is incredibly exhausting, so I think I’ll decide on the day I die.
I Became the Fallen Noblewoman of a World I Know Nothing About. Life is incredibly exhausting, so I think I’ll decide on the day I die.
It seems like I’ve become something similar to an elf.
The protagonist of a nurturing game with extreme settings is a soft and squishy demon! I must do my best to survive in the academy!
[Inflict Weakness ─ Lv.1] ◇ Inflict the target with a physical attribute weakness upon contact. [Shop ─ Lv.1] ◇ Consumes points to buy items.
I found myself possessed inside a game that I both love and pride myself on being good at. But the trait of the extra I possessed seems a bit strange….
I tried everything to grow taller, but everything except ‘that’ didn’t work out. I’m still looked down on for being short. Everyone would understand if they were my height.
In this world, a man’s fate is one of two things. Either he becomes a cog in the wheel of society that can be replaced at any time… or he…
But I don’t believe in fortune-telling.