Prologue

The fairy Richesia was born as a flower.

She was the most colorful and beautiful flower in the world.

There was even a saying that the country would be destroyed with just a smile from Richesia.

As she was dangerously attractive, she was also known for something else as well as her beauty.

It was her cruel character.

Like a flower with sharp blades, she did not forgive those who stood in her way.

But people in the underworld hated her, and at the same time, loved her.

It had to be.

No matter how malicious they were, they forgot everything the moment they met Richesia.

Even though she is the daughter of a mad fairy, grows a people-eating flower, and cuts down those she doesn’t like with an axe.

Love and hate.

Goodwill and ill will.

All sorts of hideous and bizarre rumors.

Surrounded by all that, Richesia, who explodes various incidents, was the most popular and famous figure in the underworld.

The inhabitants of the underworld went wild with every action of her.

Everyone was interested in what Richesia would do but….

But one day, she disappeared.

Neatly without any trace, as if she never existed in the first place.

Various speculations were poured into the sudden disappearance.

This time, she was arrested by the Heresy Inquisitor and imprisoned in the basement of the Holy See.

Or she was eaten by the people-eating flower she grew.

Or, killed by an existence that could not be handled even if it was for Richesia, such as bothering the ‘Master of the underworld’.

There are only speculations, and no one knows the exact story behind it.

Even if they knew the truth, they probably wouldn’t believe it.

Because even Richesia herself couldn’t believe it.

“Woah, I’m gowing cayzy.”

I’m going crazy, really.

She ripped her hair out with her cubby-short fingers.

She couldn’t even grip it properly because her fingers were short.

“Itz dayve me cayzy”

It drives me crazy.

She stopped pulling her hair, and finally screamed.

“Whatz iz diz!”

She shouted in anger, but far from threatening, it was only funny.

The reflection in the mirror was a small, plump baby, no more than the size of a teddy bear.

The little baby’s puffy cheeks quivered as she pounded her tiny fists into the air.

Richesia, the fairy, the most beautiful creature in the world.

A rare villain who lived by her own taste.

I, who was the center of all kinds of splendid incidents and accidents….

“I’m gowing to live az a byat!”

Richesia wept bitterly.

Even so, it wasn’t a proper cry, but only a strange sound like boohoohoo, but she cried anyway.

There was a long circumstance for Richesia, who was beeping sadly, to turn into a baby.

Everything started with the birth of Richesia.