She Became the Wicked Sister-In-Law of the Heroine

Was this society? Was this even logical? Not only did they glorify adultery, but they also blamed the victims and made them out to be the bad guys... Even if it was a pre-modern society, there should still be limits.

Were the nobles in this world really so lacking in conscience?

No, in fact, the term "chaos" would be an understatement. I couldn't even explain the disaster without using curse words.

"Yeah. I feel exactly the same way as you do. This world is a total...mess."

"Even though it's good that we share the same thoughts, what does it have to do with me coming to this world?"

So I had sharply asked, ‘What should I do about it?’

My head was already hurting because I couldn't figure out what to do to protect the already kind and vulnerable Seamus.

"I think you can change this rotten society," God said, singing like a bird.

That sounded creepy.

Feeling that the conversation was about to get long, I sat down on the floor. The God vigorously flapped his wings and circled around me before landing on my knee.

"…If you're a God, then why don't you do it yourself? You're supposed to be all-powerful," I said to the God, looking down at him with a heavy heart.

If even a God couldn't save a society that was beyond saving, how could I, a mere mortal, possibly fix it?

“Even a God can't interfere with human free will. I warned them several times, but they didn't listen. This may be my last chance to give the humans of this world a chance. If you fail, well...we'll have to start over.”

"Um, excuse me. Can you please not say such scary things just because you look insignificant? Start over?"

Were you trying to cause a massive flood? Or a giant volcano eruption? Or drop a meteor to destroy humanity? Will there be a terrifying pandemic?

Oh, no. It couldn't be that all these things happening at once, could it?

Thinking of all these terrible futures, I looked at the God with an incredulous expression, and the God returned a puzzled look.

"You have a very expressionless face, even when imagining such a grim scenario...It was just a joke, a joke."

Ah, I see. It was a joke. I took it too seriously.

"That kind of terrible talk shouldn't even be said as a joke. Is this 'God' lacking in moral values?"

I stared at the deity with a cold gaze. At least it was a joke. If it had been serious, the survival of all humanity in this world would have been in my hands.

"So, why did you really bring me here? What about the real Lucia? Did she give her consent?"

Honestly, if someone like 'God' had given away my body to someone else, I would be extremely upset. After meeting this deity, I was more concerned about the real Lucia.

"In the novel you read, didn't Lucia go to prison and that was the end?"

For some reason, God mentioned the ending of <Israji is in a mess>. I nodded my head to mean yes.

It was true that she had committed illegal acts for the sake of revenge for her brother, but going to prison was not a happy ending.

As for Rosalyn and Albert, who had destroyed one family, they were happy.

"Afterward, Lucia also took her own life. In prison."

Oh my god, what a terrible ending! Even Lucia had ended up taking her own life, on top of everything that had happened with Seamus.

"Before she died, Lucia left this will. She said she would offer her soul to the devil if it could make Rosalyn and Albert unhappy."

The appearance of the God talking about Lucia's will seemed depressing for some reason. The sight of wings drooping down with its cute appearance was quite sad.

"So, did you grant the wish in exchange for her soul? But you're a God, not a devil."

"Good and evil, angels and demons. What does that even mean? Even Gods have duality, my child. Just because I'm a God doesn't mean I'm always a benevolent being."

...Cancel the previous statement about the appearance being cute.

No matter how cute it looked, the God was still a God. Its cold, precise speech exuded a sense of intimidation.

…My heart hurt thinking of Lucia. How much must she have suffered to leave such a message and offer her soul? It's unbearable that both Seamus and Lucia had to endure such pain as siblings.

"Don't worry like that. Just because someone looks cold on the surface doesn't mean their inner feelings are the same... I sent her to a good place. A place where she can start anew without any memories of her past life. And I have her soul, you know?"

"Couldn't you have told me that sooner?"

Anyway, he was quite a cunning God.

It was a relief that Lucia's soul was saved, but that didn't mean the emotions she felt when she had taken her own life had disappeared. The pain in my heart remained the same.

“And, coincidentally, you died. You are the perfect person to fulfill Lucia's wish and my purpose of fixing this rotten world. The strongest driving force that leads people to success is a strong desire to achieve their goals. And you have that,” God said as if singing.

A strong desire to achieve goals...

I knew what he was talking about.

Extreme hatred towards Rosalyn and Albert, and bitter resentment towards this society that gave absolution to infidelity.

If there was anything I had in common with Lucia, it would be that.

But it was kind of embarrassing...

Was I so immersed in this novel that I could be scouted by God?

Well, I mean, I had thrown my smartphone with 10 months left on the installment plan and got hit by a car and died.

However, even though I understood what God was saying, having a strong desire alone didn't mean I could do everything.

I was an ordinary human who wasn't good at anything.

But could I fix this rotten society that even God couldn't fix? I didn't have the confidence to do that.

As if reading my thoughts, God said with a pretend tap on my shoulder with his small foot, "...You are a child with much greater potential than you think. Trust my vision."

Although those were comforting words...

"But I really lack confidence. Achieving even one of my goals right now is overwhelming."

The downfall of Rosalyn and Albert, and the future where Seamus didn't have to die. Just thinking about them was enough to make my head explode.

"...You don't think you can achieve your goal right now, do you? Don't you think that changing society is the shortcut to achieving your goal?"

But then, without warning, God struck my bone. Actually, I already knew. In the strange atmosphere of this world, no matter what I do, both Seamus and I would be bad people.

I also knew all too well that society was the main culprit that would block any path I took.

Okay, I admit it. God was right about everything.

If I didn't change my perception of adultery, I'd be the only bad guy, and Semus my brother... they'd end up killing themselves too. Everyone would be pointing fingers at them.

Damn, it. Fine, let's do it. What's the harm in trying?

However, even if I were to accept God's proposal, I had unresolved doubts and complaints.

Why now? I had been thinking about it steadily, but seeing the person who brought me to this body in front of me made me explode with discontent.

"But why now?” I asked. “If it were before Abigail was born, Seamus could have avoided some pain and it could have been over.”

"...Abigail is an essential child who must be born. It's like a fixed point in history that can't be stopped no matter how much you turn back time."

It's really complicated… Well, no one knew what Abigail would become when she grew up. That little newborn with rosy cheeks could become a great person who changes history.

And her parents, Rosalyn and Albert… They were the protagonists of this world. Can I just ruin them as I please?

As if reading my thoughts, the God swelled up again to a huge watermelon-sized form in displeasure.

"...Who says they're the protagonists of this world? The novel you read is just a fragment of your world projected onto ours. Every living organism in the world has its own value. You can't divide them into lead and supporting roles."

The more we talked, and the more questions were answered, the more my head felt complicated.

It's difficult, so difficult. How had I gotten involved in such a grandiose affair when I was barely making it through each day?

"It's not that complicated. To summarize, there is no longer the soul of Lucia Chase in this world, and your body died and disappeared. So now, you are the owner of that body, and you are Lucia Chase. Of course, that doesn't mean the past disappears. You are both yourself and Lucia at the same time."

It was a very difficult proposition to be both myself and Lucia Chase at the same time.

"I won't force you. Lucia Chase, will you accept my trust?"

Suddenly, the chirping friend spoke in a solemn tone. Although it was a high and delicate voice of a young child, it strangely gave off a sense of dignity.

"Trust." It sounded so grand.

"If I accept this 'trust' thing, will I also gain some kind of power?"

Like that person, Jerome or Jessabap, will I also be able to shoot a shining light and heal others? It might be a little useful.