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My Brother’s Girlfriend
I died of a sudden asthma attack while being bullied.
My family sent my bruised and battered body straight to the incinerator; no one went to my school to demand justice for me.
Later, my brother started dating the girl who bullied me.
He turned her into the blade he would use to avenge me.
Killing Words
At our wedding, I whispered something in my husband’s ear.
Upon hearing it, he suffered a total breakdown and leaped to his death right then and there.
After he died, countless people-including the police-asked me what I had said.
I remained silent.
Five years later, while I was living in poverty, someone tracked me down. They offered a massive reward, wanting to buy those words from me.
He wanted to know exactly what kind of sentence could kill a man.
In that moment, I was overcome with excitement.
The person I had been waiting for had finally arrived.
Dark Fairy Tale Rules Survival
[Welcome to Grimm’s Fairy Tale World.]
[Please follow the rules below.]
[Do not easily trust princesses who are already married.]
[Animals alternate between telling the truth and lying; you must judge them carefully.]
[All characters in this world come from Grimm’s Fairy Tales. If you encounter characters from any other author’s works, kill them immediately.]
Who’s the Prey Now?
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My sister is dead. She committed suicide for a man.
When I was sorting through her belongings, I found a pair of handcuffs and some photographs.
In the photos, she was completely naked, her body covered in bruises.
A rush of blood surged through me, my whole body turned cold, and I was instantly overwhelmed by an indescribable terror and confusion.
But I didn’t know yet that the person who started all this had no intention of stopping.
And I was his next target.
The Non-Existent Thief
I am a Thief.
While I was stealing, the homeowner came back.
With no other choice, I had to hide Under the Bed.
But in the next second, the Man pulled out a Knife and slit the woman’s throat, then took out his Phone to make a call.
Just as he dialed, from the pocket of my clothes,
came the sound of vibration.