Who Is The Main Character In Virtual Girl?

I’m the heroine in an erotic story. My specialty? Turning anything hot or cold into something steamy. On the first day I landed in a horror game, the boss told everyone to choose how they wanted to die. I smiled and said, “I’ll take shortness of breath, trembling legs, glazed eyes, and… pleasure so intense I die from it.” Boss: “???”

The day I was about to quit the game, countless floating comments suddenly appeared before my eyes. [Finally! The villainess is quitting!] [Now Janet Cole doesn’t have to worry about getting exposed for using her account to flirt online.] [The heroine is so smart–she always uses voice chat in-game. The villainess has no idea.] [Janet is living the dream–using her max-level account to juggle five top-tier players at once!] [At 2 PM today, she’s meeting her 'No.1 catch'–the cold, untouchable campus heartthrob Cedric Barnes!] [Assassin god tomorrow, rich scion the day after… her time management is insane!] The Janet they were talking about… was the fake heiress who had taken my place in my own family. She had been impersonating me–using my account to flirt with five elite players at once? Then more comments appeared… [Why hasn’t the villainess left yet? The male lead is already waiting.] [This is the first sweet date between the leads–can’t wait!] I turned to look at Janet, touching up her makeup in front of the mirror–and suddenly, it all clicked. The 'villainess' they were talking about… was me. So the real heiress–me–was nothing more than a disposable side character, a stepping stone for the fake one? A faint smile curled on my lips. If she could impersonate me online and play the field, then me showing up in person and stealing everything... wouldn't be too much, right?

Seeing nothing but the bare self of a girl in his kitchen, his thought suddenly went blank, even her grumbling stomach couldn’t get to him. A strange nude girl in his kitchen was something he hadn’t thought he would see in the next hundred years. She was weird, her long unraveled reddish brown hair was covering her face. Her body held, different old and new scars . And when she lift her eyes to look at him. The eyes was something he hasn’t seen before burning in flames. And a mixture of gold and blue. In a flash it swipe to deep sea blue eyes. The mop stick he held fell from his hands, leaving his mouth ajar. “Who are you?” He thought a thief had sneak in here, probably a food thief in his kitchen, but he ended up seeing something else. And she blinked her long and full lashes at him. Innocently. “Who the hell, are you?” He asked, his eyes running up and down her naked body again. He gulped down an invisible lump on his throat. What’s he gonna do? Her stomach growls. And she whined, giving him pleading eyes. He suddenly felt his knee went weak. “What are you doing here?” Was this some kind of nightmare, or what the hell was it?

My fiancé's junior colleague went around the hospital every day calling herself "the best girl". When a patient with acute appendicitis was admitted, she mistakenly prescribed laxatives instead of proper treatment. The patient nearly went into shock and died. After the hospital was reported by the patient's family, she simply smiled and said, "I don't even need a supervising doctor to prescribe medication anymore. I'm such a good girl!" On another occasion, she failed to order routine pre-op blood work for a surgical patient. During the procedure, a visiting senior surgeon was exposed and later contracted HIV. She actually puffed out her chest and said, "Even if everyone had to stay up all night helping me save the doctor, I'm still the best girl!" I protested more than once and urged my fiancé to dismiss her. He refused every time. He brushed it off with a laugh, saying "this good girl" just needed time and experience. Then, a prominent patient was transferred from a military hospital for surgery. She secretly tampered with the medical records, switching the pathology findings from the left lung to the right. She even revised the surgical plan, recommending removal of the patient's completely healthy right lung. Luckily, I caught the mistake in time, restored the correct pathology report, and performed the surgery successfully. After the patient recovered, he asked for our team to be recognized. To my disbelief, Elena Bakers ran to my fiancé in tears. "I wrote the entire report by myself! All by myself! I'm the best little girl! "Why do you always take credit away from me? It took so much courage for this little girl to be brave just once! "You're all horrible!" Elena stormed out of the hospital and was struck and killed by a car on the spot. My fiancé did not say a word. However, on the very day I was appointed hospital director, he produced falsified evidence accusing me of altering records and causing multiple medical accidents to advance my career. I was arrested, tried, and sentenced to death. As the verdict was delivered, he looked at me with unmistakable satisfaction. "You'll never make up for what you owe Elena. Not in this lifetime." When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Elena altered the surgical plan.

They say history repeats itself, but they didn’t count on the fact that I’ve already lived this life and I’m the only one who knows how it ends. I was the Vexari family’s little secret, the girl they shipped off the second I was a burden. They spent twelve years pretending I didn't exist while they groomed my older sister Nysa to be the perfect heiress, never dreaming that their discarded daughter was actually a woman with eighteen years of memories and a brain wired for cold-blooded revenge. While they were busy playing billionaire dress-up, I was busy becoming a triple-threat: I built a shadow company that owned half their tech, I can fight like I’ve got nothing to lose, and I’ve got enough digital dirt to burn the entire empire to the ground. Now, I was walking back through those doors at eighteen, looking like the same quiet, pathetic mouse they abandoned. They think they’re bringing me home to be a pawn, but they’re dead wrong. I’m not here for their love or their inheritance; I’m here to dismantle their perfect lives from the inside out. Nysa is desperate to marry the untouchable Dario Valteri to keep her secrets buried, but she doesn’t realize that the moment he laid eyes on me, her carefully laid plans started to fracture. He doesn't want the perfect heiress anymore; he’s fixated on the "forgotten" sister, and he has no idea that the girl he's hunting is the one holding the match to burn his world down too. The game is finally rigged in my favor, and watching them realize they’ve been outplayed by their own "little sister" is going to be the sweetest part of the show.

Olivia Rawles. 20 year old woman who has life is far from perfect. Become a victim of bullying, an orphan, and have to work hard to make ends meet. No one ever wanted to approach Olivia, for various reasons that were always brought up by those around her. One day, a tragic accident that befell Olivia is able to change her life. Olivia wakes up in the body of a 16 year old girl. Olivia's new life begins. Now, he has to live life as a pre-teen girl named Celine Angelista. Back to school. His life now is much easier than his previous life. He no longer needs to bother making money, because he is reborn in a rich and harmonious family. All the family affection, and everyone's attention was on him. Only to an Olivia who became Celine, the child from a family of officials. Not to mention, Olivia must be involved with an ex-boyfriend Celine who is still crazy about Celine.