The Villain Changed the Ending

002 The duke was reincarnated as a red man

*****[Oscar, the main character]*****

How long has it been since then?

I was in a dark space where I couldn’t see either the front or the back.

The pressure of the thick air oppresses the whole body, but do I really have a body?

I do not know.

It was so dark that even if I raised my hand and brought it right in front of me, I couldn’t see it.

I couldn’t tell if I had really moved my body or if I just thought I had done so.

Even if you think you touched your nose, you don’t know if the sensation is real.

If you can’t see it with your eyes, the human senses are so confused.

I stared at the darkness in front of me, not knowing whether my eyes were open or closed.

‘In the end I died.’

It hit me in the head so many times.

Even with his eyes wide open with anger, he was in great pain, so, of course, he must have died.

‘Then, is this the boundary between this world and the next world?’

In movies and novels, it is said that light can be seen after death, but this place is just dark.

Nothing was visible, and no one came out to meet them.

A person abandoned by their parents and raised in an orphanage may still be alone after death.

“…”

It’s ridiculous to keep standing like this.

I started walking in the pitch darkness.

I’m not sure if it’s really moving through space, but I think it was moving at least.

Without being able to feel the passage of time, I must have walked for quite a long time.

Just as I was terrified that I might be stuck in the dark forever, I heard someone’s voice from afar.

It sounds as if it is resonating through a thin film of water.

I couldn’t quite figure out what he was talking about.

But somehow I felt like I knew that voice.

It wasn’t my wife’s, but I seemed to have heard of it.

Since there was nowhere in particular to go, I set the sound as my goal and continued walking.

At least to feel reassured that I am not alone in this darkness.

However, no matter how far you walk, the voice seems to be at a certain distance.

Were you ever getting closer?

Little by little I began to understand the meaning of the mumbling-like sound.

The woman with the voice was begging for something.

[… God… help my beloved child… please don’t reap it like this… God…]

A woman’s voice comes flying and sinks into my mind.

[…. Help this child. In exchange for my life, I pray for a speedy recovery… Please don’t take this young life and give it back to me… I beg, beg, beg, beg… God… take my life… take my child instead. […]

Who is praying so sadly?

The woman’s voice is so mournful that my heart aches little by little.

I want to help.

I don’t want to cry

That was the moment I thought about it.

Suddenly, consciousness was sucked somewhere.

It’s as if something with great suction power is sucking my consciousness.

‘Uh… uh… what is this…’

Like a worm sucked in by a vacuum cleaner, I was pulled out of the darkness and thrown somewhere.

My whole body ached as if I had been beaten up by someone.

I endured the pain and opened my eyes wide.

blurred vision

After blinking several times, I could see ahead little by little.

I don’t know why, but I’m lying in a bed covered in colorful fabric.

‘Where are you, here?’

I want to get up right now and check everywhere, but my body hurts so much that I can’t move.

Continuing to blink, I realized that the voice I had heard in the darkness was reverberating quietly through the room.

“… please… give it back to me. I only have this child. God…”

When I turned my head slightly to the side, I saw a woman kneeling beside the bed, praying.

I think it was around mid 20’s.

She was a beautiful woman with fair skin and gorgeous blonde hair.

She held her hands tightly and sobbed.

‘Uh… it’s strange…’

I know this face.

I looked at her in a daze for a moment and pursed my lips.

“mother.”

“!”

The woman raised her head.

“Oscar!”

The woman, the mother, came to her knees as if collapsing and stretched out her hands on the bed.

“Ah… my son! My Oscar!”

My mother hugged me and started crying.

It was then that I realized that my body was very small.

It is small enough to fit into the arms of a small and slender mother.

‘Ah… that’s right. I am now 5 years old…’

My name is Oscar Della Sanders Davito Burna.

He is the enemy of the Duke of Weiss.

until now.

But now, after falling into the swamp of death and coming back, I remembered what happened in my previous life.

so what you know

I, Oscar, was not simply the son of an aristocrat born in another world, but a character in a novel.

It is also a villain with only a death ending.

‘oh my god.’

It seems that I have been reincarnated into the world of novels written by my wife.

*

Whiing, wheeing, through the thick curtains, you can hear the ceaseless sound of the wind.

The room was very dark with thick curtains hanging all over the wall facing the outside.

Layers of thin blankets and blankets are piled on top of my body.

It seems thicker than my body.

It was so heavy that it was difficult to even move.

But I can’t even ask you to remove the duvet.

It was very cold with cold air drifting throughout the room.

Obviously, the curtains are drawn and there is no gap anywhere, even the floor is covered with a thick carpet, and a breeze blows in from somewhere.

I sat with a cushion on my back and stared blankly at the ceiling.

“…”

My mother must have been praying for five days, almost without sleep, until I woke up.

After confirming that I was safe, I collapsed as if I had passed out.

Looking back on my memories of 5 years, it seems that I was originally a person with a weak body.

Such a woman was sitting with her body on the cold floor.

Not just an hour or two, but several days.

This time I was told that my mother had a fever, got some medicine from the doctor and went to bed.

‘Mother…’

A corner of my heart is cold

In his previous life, he was abandoned as soon as he was born and grew up not knowing his parents’ faces.

But there is a real family, connected by blood.

I had a mother who gave birth to me.

‘I have to protect it.’

My mother dies before I turn fifteen.

In the novel, it was written that he simply died from suffering from stress because he had a very jealous personality.

But it seems different.

mother doesn’t love father

My father has a longtime girlfriend, but he has never shown any jealousy towards her.

He didn’t express it in front of others, but rather seemed to hate his father.

At least that’s how it is when I look back on the memories I’ve lived so far.

‘Then I wouldn’t ruin my body with jealousy…’

Maybe it’s because of his relationship with his father.

My father is very hostile towards my mother and me, not to mention not saying a word to me even when we eat together, and sometimes even staring at me with stern eyes when I get close.

‘It’s your own child, so what’s the point of hating it so much?’

can not understand.

Until now, I think I have been hurt by my father’s attitude.

When I thought of my father, a part of my heart ached.

Maybe it’s my feelings before I remember my past life.

‘Is my mother hurt because my father hates me? ‘Cause I’m sad.’

If it’s the cause of your stress, you won’t have to worry about it in the future.

I will no longer seek my father’s love.

I want a family, but I had no intention of begging for love, even from someone who hated me.

What I want is not parents who abandon their children like in my previous life.

The person who loves me, the person I love, the child who inherits my blood, my wife, that’s what I want.

To me now, who had already experienced 30 years of life, my father who hated me was like a stranger.

There was only the feeling that if you hate it, I will hate it too.

‘Come to think of it, in the novel it was written that I was distorted because I couldn’t get my father’s love.’

The novel she wrote was a love story between an ordinary heroine and the men surrounding her.

The heroine, who grew up as a commoner, goes to her father, a baron, when her mother dies.

Unlike other antelopes who are educated as aristocrats from a young age, this is why the heroine is an aristocrat but has not properly learned aristocratic etiquette.

The ignorant heroine, who has not been properly educated, makes mistakes while entering the aristocratic society, which attracts the noble son and the prince a lot.

‘What the hell is that?’

can not understand.

Being attracted to someone because they are ignorant is absurd.

Of course, it is impossible to understand in real life, but even while reading the novel, I could not understand why I fell in love.

There is no convincing at all.

Anyway, the story ends with the prince proposing to the heroine and smiling happily at the end.

As an anecdote to the novel, my wife added an ‘IF story’ of the case when it was connected with a son of an aristocrat other than the prince. It was Oscar, or me, who appeared as the villain in both the story of the prince route and the son of another aristocrat. .

I love the heroine, but she is not chosen because she is fat and has a bad personality.

It is said that because of jealousy, he repeats evil deeds and dies miserably. No, it is really nonsense.

Being in the position of the duke’s duke and throwing it all away for the sake of just one woman, is that possible?

My fiancée also meets a miserable end while trying to kill the heroine.

Two people who are engaged are villains in pairs.

It’s a part where you can feel the malice of the writer, as if Oscar has some kind of resentment.

‘Certainly it’s not my wife’s fault that I was reincarnated as Oscar.’

While thinking about that, I suddenly realized something strange.

‘But why was I in a coma for five days?’

The last thing I remember was getting into the wagon with my grandfather.

[I heard that you are studying hard… Let’s go to your manor today. Yes, since the registration process is over, it would be okay to see it with your own eyes at least once.]

Grandpa smiled softly as he said that.

But I don’t remember anything after that.

When I came to my senses, I was lying on this bed with bandages wrapped around my body.

‘What happened?’

I was trying to recall my memories, but the lady-in-waiting came in.

In the maid’s hand was a copper barrel with a long handle.

There is charcoal in the barrel, so if you leave it in bed, it will stay warm for a long time.

The lady-in-waiting slightly bowed her head to me and pushed the copper tube under the blanket.

I tried to raise my voice, but my throat, which hadn’t been used for a while, was sharp and sore.

I swallowed and cleared my throat for a moment before asking in a low voice.

“I must have been riding in the carriage, when did you get back here?”

“Bocchan, it’s… don’t you remember?”

“Yes. I remember riding in the carriage with my grandfather, but I don’t know what happened after that.”

The lady-in-waiting seemed a little taken aback, but then lowered her head.

“Sorry, Bocchan. It’s difficult for me to talk about that. The butler will be here in a little while, so I’ll tell you then.”

The maid went outside as if running away.

I looked at the maid’s back and looked at my hand.

There was a scratch on the back of the hand somewhere.

I don’t know where the bandage is.

But it hurts and throbs all over my body.

‘Has there been an accident?’

Is Grandpa okay?

Being a normal child until I regained my memory, I did not fully understand what was ahead of me.

But looking back now, I can see that my mother and I were not in a good position.

The reason my mother and I had our own place in this house was probably because the grandfather, the head of the household, supported us from behind.

If there was no grandfather, if the family head was the father…

‘not good.’

While I was deep in thought, the door opened.

A middle-aged man came inside.

is the butler

The butler’s face was calm, but somehow he was tired and a little sad.

‘also….’

The butler came closer to the bed and bowed his head politely.

“Bocchan, how are you feeling?”

“are you okay.”

I cleared my sharp throat a bit.

“Where is Grandpa? Where is Grandpa?”

“…”

The butler was silent for a moment, then knelt on the ground.

Look at my face at eye level.

“You’re still young, so I don’t know if it’s too early to tell you this. But you should think about the future.”

“…”

“Grandpa passed away. There was an accident in which the carriage overturned. You covered the boy with your body so that he would not get hurt.”

“…”

“I hope you remember how much your grandfather valued you.”

I closed my eyes.

I thought that might be the case, but it turns out he died.

I didn’t get to see my grandfather very often.

Maybe because I was a noble, I lived almost exclusively in one section of the mansion, and I only met my grandfather once a month.

I probably never thought that my grandfather loved me before.

My grandfather was a stern man, and when he saw me he didn’t break his aristocratic attitude.

I think I was a little afraid of such a grandfather.

But now that I think about it, he always had a benevolent face.

Grandpa’s words were also for me.

Obviously, I was loved by my grandfather.

Unlike my father, my grandfather was my family.

Tears streamed down my little face.

I sniffed a little and looked up.

It’s sad that my grandfather passed away, but there are more important things to do now.

“…Is your father going to be the head of the family from now on?”

“Yes, Bocchan.”

“Then will your father’s lover come into this house?”

The butler’s expression changed slightly.

I guess I didn’t think that I, as a child, would know that.

The butler immediately lowered his head.

“I’m not sure about that.”

The butler said so, but his expression gave a different answer.

Maybe my lover and her child will come in.

Father had told grandfather several times that he wanted to bring his lover and bastard to the mansion.

At that time, the grandfather was very angry, saying that it would never happen, but now that the grandfather passed away, there is no one to stop the father.

Maybe that’s why my personality is crooked.

Because before, I seemed to be longing for my father’s love.

‘There were holes here and there in the novel, but in reality, it had its own circumstances.’

The most powerful protector is dead, and me and my mother-hating father have all the power. If a lover and a bastard come in there.

I closed my eyes.

It’s going to be a very difficult time in the future.

To the point where I really want to be crooked.