Layla lived in a small village on the fringes of the kingdom—a place where people didn't remember the names of the poor, calling them only by their descriptions.
"The Pale Girl."
"The daughter of the bankrupt family."
"The poor woodcutter's wife."
That was how they always addressed her.
She possessed no eye-catching beauty, no money, no lineage, and not even a voice strong enough to defend itself. She was merely a girl sold by her family to a poor man for a few coins, only to vanish from their lives as if she had never existed at all.
Her husband, Salem, was not a bad man, but he was weak and broken, living every day cursing his poverty and helplessness. Their small shack was cold in winter, suffocating in summer, and filled with the scent of wood and dampness.
On that night…
The storm beat violently against the roof of the house while Layla sat by the window, watching the rain in silence.
Salem entered, bearing the weight of a long day's exhaustion on his shoulders. He approached her and sat by her side.
His gaze was different that night—a mixture of desire and despair, as if she were the only thing he had left in this world. As he moved closer, Layla suddenly felt a strange heat spreading through her body.
Then…
Something she had never seen before appeared before her eyes.
A transparent, glowing window, with strange words moving slowly across it.
[Special System Activated: Seduction and Evolution System]
[Suitable Host selected successfully]
[As the Host's ability to influence others increases, Evolution Points are granted]
[The higher the level of attraction toward the Host, the greater the rewards]
[Points can be used to purchase skills, beauty, presence, and special traits]
Layla froze in place. She thought she was hallucinating, but the window did not disappear. Instead, another one appeared immediately after.
[Starter Reward]
10 Evolution Points
Skill: Alluring Gaze - Level 1
Basic Recipe: Fragrance of Doubled Attention
Rare Recipe: Temporary Attraction Potion
Her heart raced. For the first time in her life, there was something that belonged to her alone. Something that made her different. Something that made her capable of taking revenge on everyone who had looked at her with disdain.
The following morning, she stood before the cracked mirror inside her shack. She still looked the same: her long black hair was disheveled, her face pale, and her eyes weary.
But when she used her first two points from the system… everything changed.
Her features began to soften. The traces of fatigue vanished from her skin. Her eyes grew brighter, and she felt her very presence become different—heavier, more magnetic.
[Beauty Increased: +1]
[Presence Increased: +1]
Layla stood looking at her reflection for a long time. Then, she smiled. It was a small smile, but it was the first real one to touch her face in years.
In that moment, she understood something very important.
This world had no mercy for the weak.
But she was no longer weak.
From this day forward, she would be the one to make everyone kneel before her.
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