You wake in the body of the villainess. Ruin lies D-340 away. Even the status window that reads everything cannot measure one thing: the heart of Second Prince Cassian. In the time flowing toward your appointed condemnation, you must win that one man.
When you opened your eyes, you were inside the web novel you'd binge-read until last night, Mariel of the Golden Cage. And not just anywhere: in the body of Rietta Arnaud, the villainess fated to be condemned by her own fiance's hand at the imperial ball three hundred and forty days from now, and to fall together with her house. The only weapon in your hands is the memory of having read the original to its end. You already know when, and wearing what face, each of the twenty-two doom flags to come will arrive. The status window has recorded Second Prince Cassian as your condemner, yet what flows beneath that single cold line, no number can measure. Across the three hundred and forty days streaming toward a fixed ending, can you win that one person's heart and rewrite your fate?
- Guaranteed memory. He never forgets a single moment you build together.
- A designed fate. D-340, and you sever the twenty-two ruin flags one by one.
- A heart even the status window can't measure. The peak of affinity transcends into the unmeasurable.

Guaranteed memory. He never forgets a single moment you build together.
















