Actually I Was The Real One Manga Novels & Stories

“And what happens to me in your story?” I hesitated. He waited. “You… find a Luna. The last one. The one who can save the clans. You claim her. End the wars. Rule.” His expression sobered. “And this Luna,” he said slowly. “She’s you.” I looked down at my hands. The red marks from the cord were fading. “I don’t know,” I whispered. “Maybe. Maybe not. All I know is I want to go home.” Silence again. Then he stood. Walked to the doorway. Looked out at the moon.

"What's this? I tried with you again, Connor. Do you have to push so hard? Can't you let me beat you once?" Connor gave me a lazy glance, his tone carrying the same fake modesty. "Likewise, Anita. Tying with you is ruining my win rate." Our exchange was irritatingly smug, but the strangers who heard our names immediately realized we were the two students at the top of the board. Everyone crowded around us. "Anita? Connor? They're the ones in first and second?!" "How did they score that high? That's unbelievable!" "What the hell! You two are absolute geniuses! Can I add you as friends on Facebook?"

But even if it sounds feminine, I really love it – I like my second name because it makes me feel like I have Japanese blood, and I like to watch and read isekai anime or manga about protagonists who are reincarnated in another world and become super strong. Just like that dream… Mundo da Fantasia. It’ll be nice if I get reincarnated to that beautiful world and be an overpowered character! Just like the newest anime I’m into. I’m actually looking forward to the next episode of that time I reincarnated as slime. Hays, Rimuru-sensei! Buttoning my shirt, I can’t help but notice how average my look is. I'm just a fat guy, cursed with a swarm of pimples on my face, cleavage, and back.

My real name was Amberly Lynne and I was the daughter of a beta, a traitor and a dead woman. My fingers tightened around the pen resting on my notebook and I could feel the lecturer's disgusting eyes on me. “I wasn't…,” “Oh, you weren't?” He cut in, raising a brow. “Because from where I stand, you seemed quite comfortable with your eyes closed.” Maybe because I could still see my mother's body on the ground.

Magnus let it run a moment longer before he lifted one hand. The room went quiet enough to hear the fire again. He didn't speak right away. He let the silence sit, turning the last twenty minutes over before he finally gave them his answer. "It doesn't matter what it is." His voice wasn't loud, but it didn't need to be. "Lone wolf. Rogue. Spy. None of that changes the fact that something crossed into our territory and none of us saw it happen. That, on its own, is the problem." No one argued.

"So it was never about us. The real issue is this impostor." Memories of our deaths in our past lives flared up, and all four of us burned with rage. I grabbed the man by his collar and demanded, "Where's the real Sebastian?" He snorted. "Dead, obviously. Do you really think I wouldn't have been able to get the password otherwise?" I froze. Before I could break down, Mia steadied me and said, "Don't be upset." The three of them exchanged a look, then finally told me the truth.

I went to an engagement party on my father's behalf. It was the engagement party for the daughter of one of his subordinates. As the Don, he couldn't attend himself. But when I arrived, I saw my fiancé, James Morris, proposing to another woman with my engagement ring. James spotted me and quickly pulled me aside, using the crowd to hide us. "So this is your business trip?" Tears burned my eyes. He looked annoyed. "Mina and I are just putting on a show. I'm doing this so I can give you a better life." If it were only a show, why had he left me burning with fever the moment she called? Why had he kissed her at a party while I was losing our baby, then let the photo spread across social media?

This guy knows how to drive me insane in less than a minute. "Anyway, should we catch up? We have so many things to talk about." He then seated next to me, gazing into my eyes like a predator to its prey. "About what? Wait, do I know you? Does my past self know you? Because I am Erina Arison--" Before I could officially introduce myself to him, this man's thick face halted me. "No, you are not." "Huh? I am not, what?!" Baffled, I catch my breath as I pondered. 'What does he mean?'

"Although I don't believe it I just tried my luck. And luckily, you were really in that place but almost got killed." Yassi sits down in the bed and looks at Reikel's face seriously. "Don't you remember what I told you that day? I told you that I didn't come to this world, Reikel. And I'm not the real Assi but a woman from the real world who happens to look like her and accidentally entered this comic world. My real name is Yassi. And only Flera knows about my real identity." Reikel's face turns serious when he heard what she told him. It's time for him to tell the whole truth. She didn't leave any details so he would believe her.

At the center stood a machine far larger than anything Evelina had seen before. It was not the Core Engine. Something else. Something older. Above it was a single inscription. THE FIRST DRAFT. Evelina stared at the words. The System flickered violently. [IDENTITY RECORD RESTORED.] [ORIGINAL ROLE: UNKNOWN.] [CURRENT ROLE: EVELINA ROSENTHAL.] [WARNING: THE TWO RECORDS ARE IDENTICAL.] Evelina's breathing became unsteady. She looked at Lucien. Then at the machine. “I wasn't simply placed inside this story…”