It was dark and cold
So cold that the eyes of the man in front of me didn't seem to be as fierce or piercing as I once thought, maybe it was just the numbness of my heart talking, the feeling of not feeling or maybe I was just going crazy, to me all seemed to be good options.
"Kaelira Valendhart, do you love me? Or was it just a game for you. Does my despair seem amusing?" His eyes were the only thing I saw in the dark space that I had yet to identify but his voice made me realize he didn't really want an answer.
Right now I must be dreaming, these days the only thing I dreamed about was the novel I reincarnated into but this scene is quite weird. In front of me with eyes as blue and cold as the northern mountains stood one of the male leads, Orpheon Ravenvond, my fiance and the one who would later kill me.
However the scene in front of me differs greatly from my past experiences in my subconscious. On normal circumstances I would be dreaming about the novel that I apparently am in, which usually ends in my ultimate death, but right now words like love are being thrown around from a man that would wipe his mouth until it bled if he ever said something like that to me.
Right now I think I should say something but the words that I desire to say seem to be quite inadequate in this situation and to a duke of his standing but in the world of dreams what is said is forgotten so I should just speak my mind.
"Are you crazy, you stupid bastard?" My words came out a little too venomous and as if I was deeply offended, maybe I was, who knows "You who looks at me as if I should perish the moment I look at you now dares to talk about love? You who killed me in a stupid, full of nonsense novel or game or whatever that was because of Allara?!" Maybe saying the name of my adopted sister as if it was a word that meant great offense to me wasn't quite what I was going for but I'll just go with it.
Right now my hands are still tightly held together in front of me, even though I seem full of rage my posture still remains calm and composed and I really don't want to vent to a dream version of Orpheon he is not truly at fault for my unhappiness. I just thought that even though he didn't love me he would never hurt me and seeing the way I end in his route in the game just feels like a betrayal.
I've known Orpheon since we were engaged at the young age of four, at first we were just kids so when Orpheon started crying when he heard he would get married to me the adults found it funny but my young self was quite happy with the news.
Orpheon was a pretty kid at the time and in my head I had fallen in love at first sight when I met him, wich wasn't true, at that age I wouldn't know the meaning of love I was just a child whose mother made marriage seem like a lovely dream, something that Orpheon's parents seemed to not have done.
His crying face at our engagement didn't make me feel any type of way, I smiled and ran to hug the crying child, jumping happily while he sobbed, maybe my indifference in that moment was the starting point for his hate.
From that day onwards him and I spent a day every month to meet and start to develop a friendly relationship or so our parents said.
Contrary to their expectations, Orpheon started to distance himself as time went by, getting colder and colder towards me.
He matured first having to inherit the title of duke of the north and prepare himself to fight monsters at the border defending the empire as its sword.
I was the complete opposite, a young lady that didn't have those responsibilities that laughed and talked about silly things and pestered him every time she could.
When my mother died and Allara was brought in I started to search for love that I didn't find at home, I wrote to Orpheon regularly and at first he replied but after some time my letters kept increasing and his ceased to exist.
I must have come off as an annoying little spoiled girl who complains all the time of a more than wonderful life, an annoying girl that didn't understand how busy he was.
I know it all now but at the time I was young and naive, thinking only with my heart and futile emotions, I wanted him to notice me and ended up pushing him away, so far away that the distance between us seemed to spread so far away that it escaped my sight.
Now he looks at me as if I'm nothing more than a bother and I am just a hopeless girl who awaits for our marriage and our happy life together.
That's how I am described in the novel but it seems to be the most inquairent thing in the whole book because even before I knew about the existence of this novel I had already given up hope about my relationship with Orpheon, I had already accepted there was no coming back from the way he viewed me, truthfully I actually understood why.
And the fact that I am different from the novel is what differs from a novel written solely centered on my sister and the real world.
As I think and dwell on my thoughts my vision starts to get blurry and Orpheon desperate, heartbreaking face starts to disappear. I guess another day is beginning in this cursed household.
As I awake my body remains still on the bed still processing the dream I had and the differences it showed maybe this time I was actually dreaming of an Orpheon who liked me after viewing him so many times with my sister in the dreams of the novel.
The novel that I now have consciousness that exists is called "The happy rebirth of empress Allara" in there Allara is the adopted daughter of house Valendhart, with white hair and blue eyes that resembled the late duchess, she was a girl that had once lived an unfair life as an orphan girl abandoned in an orphanage that mistreated the children.
Allara was a beauty since young and driven by jealousy the caretakers would often make her work until she was exhausted while the other kids bullied her for her grey hair, which was actually white but because of the filth was turned gray.
She grew up and continued to work to survive, as a maid in a nobles house or has a stable worker. She heard the news and the latest gossips from the nobles world from the mouth of the other maids and envied the carefree life of the nobles when suddenly one day she was driven to her death stabbed by a robber.
When she awoke she had been given another life and decided to change her future by making everything possible so that she would be adopted by duke Valendhart who had once gone to the orphanage on her last life but didn't seem to be wanting to adopt anyone.
That was also quite weird they never gave an explanation as to why my father would go to an orphanage when his wife had died only a month ago.
She was then adopted and brought in because the duke had taken quite a liking to her, it was later revealed that her remarkable similarities to the duchess may have contributed for his instant affection.
She was loved by everyone, even though she was at first scared to be rejected the whole household my father and my brothers all seemed to love her, in a short period of time she was considered the light that shone in the dark dukedom.
And then there was me, the legitimate daughter of the duke with blonde hair and green eyes that didn't resemble her mother but rather her father.
The shame of the dukedom, the daughter that no one loved, despised by her father and brothers.
Even the servants didn't have any type of affection for her.....me.
Allara was loved and cared for and blossomed in a lovely lady accepted in high society by her remarkable feats, done only because she remembered her past life. She involved herself in business that she never learned, only able to keep them afloat because of father's money and because she knew which individuals would become great assets, so she recruited them from a young age, used their talent and won praise in the empire even though she didn't do much.
But I guess that's the privilege from the supposed female lead.
She then gathered the attention of the male leads and ended up marring the crown prince in the end becoming the empress.
And I ended up being executed because of my envy and for supposedly bullying Allara from a young age, the crown prince made it so that I was arrested, crimes that I never committed where thrown at me left and right.
Nor father nor my brothers tried to help me and I died a helpless death that served to prove the obsessive love the male lead had.
The novel was so popular that the people wanted other male leads other than the crown prince, they grew attached to the other love interests and a game was created. An Otome game with every route ending up in a miserable finale for me.
When she chose my fiance he ended up killing me when I tried to poison her for stealing everything from me, I seem to have gone beyond desperate in that route to commit such a vil act.
In the archduke route I was thrown into a monastery after no marriage proposes appeared and my father deemed me unworthy to continue living leisurely and so I was sent to repent even though in that life I didn't interfer with Allara. In that life Orpheon also fell in love with Allara and ended our engagement.
In the powerful knight route I was expelled from the family after treating Allara badly and ending up with my engagement broken.
In every life my engagement was broken and I ended up terribly and what truly bothers me is the fact that I wouldn't do the things they make me do in all these scenarios, even though I dislike Allara I never truly despised her to the point of going against my morals and beliefs and yet I am always designed as the villain.
That is why every dream that I have every memory about the novel and the game leave me restless, is it truly just an invented world that made me a villain even though I'm not or is something yet to happen to me that was not mentioned and made me become that person.
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Thank you for reading the first chapter of the amazing world of 'rewrite the dawn'. I'm sorry for any spelling errors, English is not my first language and I plead for your understanding.
This is a working project and if something later in the story doesn't feel coherent or doesn't make sense feel free to express it, I am creating this world from scratch and sometimes something might escape me.
I hope you enjoyed the chapter, if it's not your cup of tea that's okay but please do not spread unnecessary hate but critical advice, thank you.
I'm making this story because sometimes I read novels that are actually good but they just do something that ends up ruining it for me so I just thought why not write a novel where things go according to what I feel it's right, this is a story for me to express the creative thoughts that I sometimes have and also because I would love someone to like a book that I write, to actually like it so much that the person awaits every chapter excited.