Among all books I've read, This very book had kept me intrigued. The plot twist was much more surprising then the previous books I've read. It was my favorite book of all time,
It was incredible. it made me giggle and kick my feet, bring me to tears, and brought me to madness. I hated the fact that it was a very underground book. I was technically the only one creating fan content about it that it had become canon. Basically, I was the books No.1 die-hard fan.
The book was titled "Tale of the Princess Sinclair". It told the tale of how Evangeline Sinclair—The one and only Princess of kingdom Luminara—was stalked by an unknown person. An assassin? Spy? I don't know.
There was more haters rather than fans. Apparently because the Heroine was too perfect, sweet, caring or the book itself was too boring.
Honestly, they just didn't pay much attention. Evangeline had flaws to her character and mistakes she had created. People just find a reason to hate on stuff, even when that reason is overly stupid.
Although, a reasonable one was about the ending and that the book was too short. The author left volume 1 on the most devastating cliffhanger and never even published volume 2. In fact, I don't even think they started writing it. Even thought it's been weeks, months, since they last published volume 1.
«should I read it?»
«FR, I'm so glad my idol knows about this book!!»
«@username YESS!! Read it!! It's so good!»
Comments were flooding all over the streams comment section. I smiled as I carefully watched over every comments, but one captured my attention.
«Death is coming»
It said, it thought it was just a joke and an internet meme. But even so, it still made me feel uneasy. "Okay berries! Thanks for participating in my q&a stream! See you all soon!" I made cute gestures and waved at the screen as I ended the stream.
Being an influencer was overly exhausting, I've took over multiple jobs just to help me and my little brother.
I left the small room of mine, walking to the doorstep, "Jax, I'm going to the grocery store." I called out to my brother, grabbing a long coat and slipping my slippers on.
...
My eyes were on my phone on the streets while walking to the store, reading every single comment about my live stream, there were hate but barely.
I pondered about that comment, what did they mean that death was coming? I wonder.
That time, I heard screams from behind me and hasty footsteps. I turned my body and saw a black suited person charging at me with a knife. I couldn't see their face at all, it was just pitch black. Every inch and part of him.
By the time I turned towards him, he was already a few meters away from me before they stabbed me multiple times by the neck. Blood was slowly dripping out as my body dropped to the ground. Everyone nearby screamed and ran, not a single one helped out. I mean, who would? They'd die too.
My vision was blurring and blacking out, I could still feel the person's knife piercing my neck, but barely.
Is this how my life ends? Just like that? What about my brother? Who will take care of him? He's still 10 years old. My fans, my friends?... God.. just give me a second chance, whether in another body or another life..
I waited for a few minutes, or was it seconds, but I guess God didn't answer me. That means I'm heading to the afterlife huh.
What a weird way to die, being stabbed by a person you don't even know is weird.
I heard a faint voice from somewhere, but everything was pitch black. I thought all hope was lost. Was I rescued just in time? I mean I can feel my eyes. Wait.. I can open them!
My eyes opened, I was surprised to NOT see a clean, hospital room. But instead, a huge, grandiose room. Golden pillars with intricate patterns, pink, see-through curtains attached to a rooftop for a bed. It felt like I was some Princess.
"Evangeline? Dear?" The voice became clearer, it felt like a woman in her 40s.
My gaze dropped to the voice, an old lady and an old man was introduced to my sight. I think I'm tripping. Because what do you mean some lady just called me Evangeline?. Last time I was birthed, my name was legally confirmed to be 'Amira' Not Evangeline.
"Who are you guys?" I questioned,. But the two individuals just exchanged glances with each other like I just ripped out gas out of my piehole.
"Evangeline. We're your parents dear.. have you forgotten?" They answered. I couldn't believe it. My parents died ten years ago when I was 11 years old and Little Ajax was still a few months old.
"My parents died! Don't joke—" I paused. "Wait.. Evangeline?", Where have I heard that name before.. so familiar.. wait a minute, you're telling me...
I sat up and jumped out of the bed hastily, sprinting towards a Full body mirror. What I saw, wasn't me. But a whole 'nother woman. And not just an ordinary woman.
I reincarnated as the Heroine in my favorite book.