The Real Heroine Logs In

In Starlight Odyssey, my in-game ID was Moonlight Glow.

I was recognized across the entire server as the number one zero-spend mage.

Before I was taken back to the Cole family, I was dirt poor–spending money on a game was never even an option. When my adoptive parents refused to give me living expenses, I survived by taking on paid orders in-game–boosting accounts, carrying players, even playing companion runs for cash.

My mechanics were flawless–and because I could crush heavy spenders without spending a single cent–I built a massive reputation.

People called me the F2P Mage God.

Half a month ago, the old secondhand computer that fought alongside me for years finally gave out.

I only just returned to the Cole family and did not get around to setting up a new rig yet.

To participate in a guild war tournament, I borrowed Janet Cole's laptop once to log in.

I did not expect her to secretly save my password.

My parents are soft-hearted. Even after discovering she was not their biological daughter, they could not let go of the years of attachment. So she stayed–still the second young miss of the Cole family.

I never resented her for living the life that should have been mine. I treated her like a real sister.

However, only through the livestream comments did I find out–she did not just steal my account. She reinvented herself as the only daughter of a top-tier wealthy family and a gaming prodigy, flirting with different men at the same time, stringing people along left and right.

Janet stood in front of the mirror, touching up her lipstick.

She was even wearing a white branded dress my parents just bought for me–tags still attached.

"Hey Eleanor, I've got an interview this afternoon. Mind if I borrow your dress?"

She turned around with a sweet, innocent smile–as if taking the real daughter's things was only natural.

I looked at her coldly, a faint curl of mockery tugging at my lips.

"Sure. Good luck with your interview."

The moment she walked out–

I went straight to the wardrobe.

An interview?

More like going to meet my in-game boyfriend.

I picked out a dangerously seductive red velvet bodycon slip dress.

Then I did my makeup–bold, sharp, and unapologetically striking.

In the mirror, the girl's crimson lips curved slightly.

Beautiful. Daring. Untamed.

So she liked pretending to be me, flirting online?

Fine.

Then I'd get there first–and steal everything right out from under her.