Guilty Crown Anime Ending Explained?

Katara has been a trained assassin since she was a kid, but when she is betrayed by her so-called partner she ends up dying. But to her surprise, she wakes up in the other world. She didn't know if God heard her prayers, but this time she had everything she wanted.  A loving family, a simple life, and she is an ordinary person. She's working as a maid of the duke, together with her mother. But when the daughter of Duke eloped with her lover, the duke didn't have any other choice but to make Katara a replacement for her daughter. And in exchange, he'll give her parents a good work and good life and help her mother with her treatment. Before the crown prince's coronation, the empire of Feronia held a Selection. Every noble's daughter is selected to marry the crown prince, the only thing Katara's mission is to be kept chosen by the prince until the duke's daughter returns. She needs to keep her profile low, and she needs to make the Prince fall in love with her so that the Duke Daughter will be sure to be the next Queen chosen.  At first, she thought making the Prince fall in love with her is just a simple thing, it was one of her expertise in her previous life. But when she discovered that the Prince is in love with someone else, everything became complicated. Not to mention, she discovered one thing from the duke that turned her world outside down. Lies, betrayals, and wickedness. Will she be able to live a normal life? or her being an assassin will always be in her blood? Wicked Crown

Executed for treason by the man she once loved, Lady Evelyne thought death would be the end of her story. Instead, she wakes up five years in the past....before the betrayal, before the bloodshed, before becoming the doomed fiancée of the ruthless Crown Prince. This time, she knows exactly how the kingdom will fall. Determined to survive, Evelyne hides her memories behind a perfect smile while secretly changing the future one move at a time. But the more she tries to avoid the cold and dangerous prince destined to destroy her, the more his attention begins to follow her. Because this version of Evelyne is smarter, colder and untouchable. As political conspiracies tighten around the throne and enemies emerge from the shadows, Evelyne realizes her past life may have been built on lies. And the man she swore to hate might not be the real villain after all.

The world was glorious, shining like gold in the middle of the universe as people raised their toasts, celebrating the victory they had. However, the victory they achieved turned out to be a nightmare. The victors swung their blades as the blood of their own kin spread on the floor. The victors did everything, no matter how cruel it is, just to achieve victory. In the end, the world was like a paradise—a deceptive paradise everyone thought was glorious . . . but it isn't. It was fiendish. Maximaze was a child from the lowest level of civilization, a slave of the superiors. Maze just wanted a peaceful life with her mother, Sybil, while desiring to find her father who was separated from them since the day she was born. Until one day, an old friend of her parents entered her life and gave her an opportunity to study. However, there was a condition. Maze needed to be one of the candidates to become a Death Judge and travel the world. Her desire for peace made her continue the ruthless road of becoming the Death Judge. Her quiet yet terrific life with her mother before became more chaotic—worse than slavery. As she wandered the world, she found out the truth. Maze's dreams shattered into pieces—nightmares kept visiting her, day and night. Since that day, she received a horrific reminder.

(Sequel of "Stolen Crown") After almost six years of staying in Realgar Kingdom, Emery Trigon was summoned by the Arcana headmaster to return to the Kingdom of Silex due to an emergency. She was yet again set to a more dangerous mission in order to find out who had been on a killing spree in their kingdom and even attacked the Arcana's headquarters. This led Emery to not only cross path again with her ex-husband, King Lawson, but she would find herself getting involved with the tyrant conqueror and ruler of an empire, Emperor Claus Weston. And what only started to be a mission of gathering intel suddenly turned into a quest of claiming the crown of an empress.

Evy was a simple-minded girl. If there's work she's there. Evy is a known workaholic. She works day and night, dedicating each of her waking hours to her jobs and making sure that she reaches the deadline. On the day of her birthday, her body gave up and she died alone from exhaustion. Upon receiving the chance of a new life, she was reincarnated as the daughter of the Duke of Polvaros and acquired the prose of living a comfortable life ahead of her. Only she doesn't want that. She wants to work. Even if it's being a maid, a hired killer, or an adventurer. She will do it. The only thing wrong with Evy is that she has no concept of reincarnation or being isekaid. In her head, she was kidnapped to a faraway land… stranded in a place far away from Japan. So she has to learn things as she goes with as little knowledge as anyone else. Having no sense of ever knowing that she was living in fantasy nor knowing the destruction that lies ahead in the future. Evy will do her best to live the life she wanted and surprise a couple of people on the way. Unbeknownst to her, all her actions will make a ripple. Whether they be for the better or worse.... Evy has no clue.

When Selovia's soldiers seized me, I sent Leon ninety-nine letters, each one begging for rescue. He tore them apart. "I sent Aya back to her duchy after she struck Mira—but I gave her my finest escort. Selovia could not have touched her." A sharp breath. "I allowed Mira the ceremonial gown, nothing more. And now Aya makes a spectacle to win back my favor. It shames her." He paced once, restless. "Mira's brother died protecting me. He was my Captain of the Royal Guard. I swore to guard her in his place. Tell Aya this—no matter how she rages, I will not cast Mira aside. If she keeps making a spectacle, I will delay the wedding." Three days later, he rode into Valecrest with the marriage contract in hand, ready to wed me. That same hour, Selovia's envoys delivered an ornate gift box. Leon glanced at it and exhaled. "So the dowry is prepared. All this noise was Aya stirring unrest." The lid opened. Inside— My head. From the tower, mourning bells began to toll. Slow. Heavy. Final. The chapel doors parted. The officiant stepped out, robes dark, face set in solemn lines. "Her Grace, Aya Valecrest, Duchess of Valecrest, has been returned to us. The burial rites begin at once."