Living As the Villainess Queen

Aldrit, who embarked on a desert journey a few days ago, unexpectedly found himself ensnared in a sudden sandstorm. Making the grave mistake of losing his way, he unintentionally ventured into a perilous region he would have avoided under normal circumstances.

In this treacherous expanse, concealed beneath the sand, lay numerous deep crevices, nearly imperceptible to the eye. A misstep on these hidden chasms could lead to a fatal descent into bottomless pits, buried by cascading sand, resulting in suffocation.

The realization of his mistake struck Aldrit as one of his legs sank deeply into the sandy terrain. Regrettably, it was too late. His body was swiftly drawn downward, like ants descending into an abyss.

Amidst the relentless deluge of sand, a chilling sensation pervaded Aldrit’s entire being as he slid down, his body seemingly submerged. Recognizing an underwater current, he grasped the gravity of his situation. Being an underground water stream, penetrating the thick layer of sand above the water surface seemed an insurmountable task.

Nevertheless, he fought valiantly, thrashing his limbs in a desperate bid for survival. Despite his efforts, his breath was soon extinguished, and the specter of death loomed.

I don’t want to die.

Aldrit, a wanderer accustomed to the proximity of death, had fostered an indomitable will to survive. As consciousness waned, he felt a formidable force seize him, whether from an external influence or the current itself remained uncertain. After an indeterminate span, a sudden jolt coursed through him, as if his entire body had been struck, and water expelled forcefully from his nose and mouth.

After a prolonged bout of coughing, Aldrit’s fit finally subsided. Squinting his blurry eyes, he gradually focused and found himself locking gazes with a pair of intense red eyes.

“Again?”