It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 2

It wasn’t about confinement, obsession, or regret, but truly hopeless and dreamless content.

The Retis Grand Duchy that ruled the Empire’s north. This family’s tragedy began when the Grand Duke and his wife had an accident due to a sudden avalanche while traveling.

The work’s female protagonist, Grand Duchess Elenora, was only five years old. Inevitably, Termion, who was Elenora’s uncle, inherited the Grand Duke position instead. He was the illegitimate child of the previous Grand Duke, Elenora’s grandfather.

Fortunately, he cherished his niece Elenora like his own daughter, but there was one problem.

‘Termion was only seventeen himself, how could a child take care of a child?’

Elenora, staying at the Town House in the Imperial Capital, missed her uncle who had gone to the Grand Duke’s Castle and talked with him through a communication device, but Termion, exhausted from work, unknowingly raised his voice.

Elenora ran out of the room crying, wandered alone through the mansion’s Garden until she fell asleep from exhaustion, and was kidnapped by someone and abandoned in an unfamiliar Forest with no people around.

‘Up to here, I could accept it.’

Elenora was imprisoned by a witch living in the Forest and suffered terrible abuse for nearly two months. When Termion finally found Elenora and killed the witch with a single stroke, the witch didn’t stop her evil acts even until the moment of death.

She staked her very soul and poured all kinds of curses upon Termion.

The Grand Duke who had finally found and brought back his niece gradually became consumed by madness due to the witch’s curse.

Finally, when Elenora turned sixteen, Termion, who had endured for over ten years, completely lost his mind.

‘From then on… the truly tragic story began in earnest.’

Part 2, which continued after Termion’s death from being unable to overcome the curse, was even more of a spectacle.

Whenever an incident occurred and seemed to be resolved, everyone ended up brutally killed. At the end of each episode, at least one person died without fail, whether main character or supporting character.

Even the male protagonist who had stopped the rampaging Termion in Part 1 was infected by the curse. He too eventually died in Elenora’s arms.

‘The epilogue after the male lead’s death was the ultimate king of depression.’

Elenora, who lost all her loved ones and survived alone, despaired over her situation and shut herself away in the Grand Duke’s Castle.

One dawn, the final scene was of Elenora, who had been withering away day by day, walking alone and desolately deep into the Mountain Range covered with Eternal Snow.

‘…Still, I loved this work so much.’

No, to be precise, she couldn’t help but love Elenora and Termion.

The female protagonist Elenora, who lost her parents in an accident but grew up receiving Termion’s infinite affection.

Uncle Termion, a niece-doting fool who raised Elenora with tender care in place of his half-brother and his wife.

The protagonist Elenora reminded Hwirin of her own childhood, and uncle Termion was exactly like her aunt, differing only in gender. Even their age difference was twelve years, just like herself and her aunt.

In the final episode of Part 1, Termion, who had exhausted all his life force due to the curse, shed sorrowful tears.

He was so frustrated that he had to die first before reaching thirty, leaving behind his still-young niece. He couldn’t even close his eyes peacefully, worried about Elenora who would be left alone.

“Sorry… Ellie…”

“Uncle, please! You can’t fall asleep! Open your eyes! Open them!”

“I wanted to… make you happy…”

“You, you promised me! You said you’d hold my hand and walk me down the aisle when I get married! You said you’d name my children and teach them swordsmanship! Liar, you liar!”

“Second Prince… please take care of… our Ellie…”

“…Uncle? Uncle!”

Hwirin read that scene dozens of times. It seemed to perfectly mirror the final moments between herself and her aunt, and even as she became a mess of tears, she couldn’t put it down.

After briefly recalling the original work, she soon let out a big sigh and stood up.

“…Nothing’s going to change right now anyway.”

Staring blankly at the Lake wouldn’t accomplish anything. Now that she understood the situation, she had to find a way to survive somehow.

‘Get it together, Seo Hwirin. Are you going to let Termion get you like this?’

The witch who clung to Termion even while dying was the root of all evil.

If the witch hadn’t cast the curse, Termion wouldn’t have gone mad, and naturally the tragic developments that followed wouldn’t have happened either.

‘But that witch is me?’

It was actually a good thing. She knew the entire contents of the original story.

Based on this, couldn’t she change the existing massacre ending into something different?

Preferably into a hopeful and beautiful conclusion where everyone was happy.

‘The reason for possession? Who cares. I have no intention of going back anyway.’

In barely thirty years of short life, she had experienced most of the joys and sorrows a human could go through.

She lost her parents before she could even go through adolescence, and just when she was about to become a proper adult, she lost her only aunt too. As if that wasn’t enough, now she had been dropped alone into a strange world.

At this point, it was clearly heaven’s revelation to bid farewell to Seo Hwirin’s life that had been full of nothing but ups and downs.

Forget the unlucky present life, and start a new life in a new world this time.

“Alright, let’s give it a try!”

An energetic voice burst from her mouth as she set a life goal for the first time in a long while.

So with an excited heart, she waited day after day for the original story to begin.

One day became a week, that week became a month, a year, and time just flowed endlessly.

“…Should I try enjoying some otherworld life too?”

Ailesia, tired of waiting, headed to the Other Continent that had nothing to do with the original story.

She mastered numerous fields of study and learned various skills. She became an elegant noblewoman and swept through High Society, enjoyed adventures as an adventurer, and established a huge Trading Company to enjoy all kinds of wealth.

After finishing such amusements and returning to the Forest to focus only on magic, she had eventually come to today.

‘Should I just go visit them? Is there really a need to wait?’

If they never appeared at this rate, that would be a problem in itself.

While she was lost in various thoughts, a loud noise came from somewhere.

“Roar!”

“Woof woof woof!”

What’s making all this noise?

When she turned her head slightly irritably, a large brown bear about 5 meters long was pushing away wolves and stealing their meat.

Normally she would have laughed it off, but perhaps because her mind was troubled today, Ailesia’s eyes flashed with anger as she ran to the yard.

“Hey, Polaris!”

“Roooar?!”

“Didn’t I tell you not to steal your friends’ food! You glutton!”

Smack!

“Groooan!”

The bear, hit squarely by the knuckle rap, grabbed its head with its front paws and groaned. But Ailesia didn’t bat an eye and shouted angrily.

“How dare you act pitiful! Put your hands up and reflect! Aren’t you raising them properly?”

“Gro, groan…”

Polaris, startled by the scolding, stretched his front paws straight up, but Ailesia was still fuming. The wolves also obediently lowered their tails and watched her mood.

At that moment, something rustled behind her and a cute voice was heard.

“Wow!”

Wait, could this be…?

Ailesia forced her stiffened neck to move and turned around.

“Bear and wolfie! So big! Wow! Woooow!”

A little girl with black hair cutely tied in pigtails was blinking her green eyes.

The child, who had been tilting her head while looking at the bear and wolves, finally noticed Ailesia and pointed her finger while shouting.

“A fairy?”

…No wonder today felt unnecessarily nice.

“I’m not a fairy.”

“Then you’re the fairy queen!”

“…What’s the difference?”

“Queens are more sparkly and pretty!”

Despite meeting her for the first time, the fearless child beamed with an innocent expression and bounced up and down.

‘Finally…!’

The moment their eyes met, she felt it.

This child was the protagonist of , Elenora.

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