And I gained the ability to rewrite the plot.
When the male and female leads went on a spring outing and it started to rain, I changed the rain to... well, let's just say something much worse.
Watching them scream in that downpour of filth, I stood under my umbrella and laughed like a demented rooster.
Let me explain. I transmigrated into a psycho-sweet romance novel and became Sophia Song, the vicious stepsister of the female lead, Sweetie Song.
Sweetie, despite being born to a concubine, was adorably soft and cute with a stubborn, resilient personality. A perfect innocent white lotus.
The male lead, Dominic Night, was a psycho who fell in love with Sweetie at first sight and became obsessively possessive of her.
But here's the problem: Dominic was MY fiancé.
Sweetie would reject him while simultaneously enjoying all his attention. The two of them would be tangled up for hundreds of chapters in this push-and-pull relationship.
In the end, Dominic would snap my neck with a satisfying crack.
He'd hold up my severed head with loving eyes and smile: "Sophia Song is dead. No one can stop us anymore."
I smiled coldly as I watched Sweetie and Dominic strolling sweetly through the garden.
My smile turned vicious.
So you two get your happily ever after while I get my head separated from my body? Is that how this works?
Fine then. I'll play the vicious stepsister to the very end.
Chapter 2: The Fecal Prophecy
"Sweetie, you and the Second Prince make such a perfect couple!" one of Sweetie's friends giggled.
Sweetie's face flushed red as she lowered her head. "Don't say that. Brother Dominic is Sister Sophia's fiancé. A mere concubine's daughter like me could never be worthy of him."
Her friend snorted coldly. "Sophia Song is nothing. She's crude and vulgar. How could she possibly deserve the Second Prince?"
Before Sweetie could respond, Dominic forcefully wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "You're right. Only you deserve to be this Prince's wife."
Sweetie froze, her cheeks turning pink as she met Dominic's domineering, passionate gaze.
The two of them gazed deeply into each other's eyes.
I sneered as an evil thought emerged.
In the original text: Sweetie and Dominic gazed deeply into each other's eyes for a long time and fell into the river of love together.
I wielded my pen and changed "river of love" to "cesspit."
Sweetie's foot slipped, and she fell into a pit hidden in the nearby bushes.
"AHHH!" Sweetie screamed, flailing in the cesspit.
Dominic's pupils constricted. Without hesitation, he jumped into the pit to save his destined heroine.
Before jumping, he thought it was just an ordinary pit.
But when the foul-smelling yellow liquid filled his mouth and nostrils, Dominic finally realized something was very wrong.
He frantically struggled to get his head above the surface, retching violently.
"Gag... gag... gag..."
But Sweetie wasn't so lucky. She was short, and the sewage reached her mouth, filling her oral cavity.
"Mmph... mmph..." Sweetie made helpless whimpering sounds, grabbing onto Dominic's clothes.
But Dominic was in a state of extreme panic himself and instinctively kicked Sweetie away.
Poor Sweetie was kicked deeper into the cesspit and ended up swallowing a big mouthful with her mouth wide open.这个故事相当恶搞和重口味.我需要继续翻译,但要注意保持美国本土化.让我继续...
When Dominic and Sweetie were finally pulled out, both of them were mentally broken.
Gone were the handsome young man and delicate young lady. Yellow, foul-smelling liquid covered their bodies, dripping down continuously.
Sweetie's friends had already run away with their hands over their mouths.
"AH! Where did these poop demons come from?!"
I jumped out from my hiding spot, covering my nose and mouth with a handkerchief, pointing at them in horror.
"How dare you! Foul poop demons dare to eat filth in the Song family garden! Believe it or not, I'll call a priest to exorcise you!"
Sweetie cried out in grievance: "Sister, it's me! I'm Sweetie!"
My pupils shook with disbelief as I took half a step back. "What? Sweetie is a poop demon? How can this be?"
"No, no, it's not like that! I'm not a poop demon!" Sweetie defended herself incoherently.
But no amount of tears could wash the filth off her face. The formerly pitiful young lady now looked absolutely terrifying.
Seeing his beloved cry so pitifully, Dominic couldn't hold back anymore and roared: "Sophia Song! If you dare insult Sweetie again, I'll kill you!"
I jumped up angrily, pointing at them and giving orders through gritted teeth: "How dare you, poop demons, threaten this young lady! Do you know who I am? Guards! Drag these poop demons out!"
"Yes, Miss!"
A dozen servants with sticks dragged Sweetie and Dominic out of the Song estate.