This Delusional Voice Keeps Telling Me I’m a Villain

The story that my father began to recount went back to before I was born—when my mother was still known as the flower of high society.

“She was beautiful. Beyond words… She was so beautiful that it took the breath out of all of us. She was so beautiful that she was loved by the well-known people in our society. This made her very arrogant. She believed that she was the most wonderful and precious person in the world, and she began to trample on everyone. I… I loved her. For a very long time. I loved her more than anyone. 

I was happy when I was engaged to her. Even if it was an engagement for money! But she… she said: ‘I’m not going to be with you when we get married, because you’re not even good enough for me. You should be grateful to me for marrying you, a man who is so ordinary!’. 

In addition, she made a laughing-stock of me everywhere. She called me shameless for getting my hand on the gem of the society using money! I couldn’t forgive her for trampling on my love and humiliating me… I just couldn’t…! Then I decided to give her the most undesirable future possible. I was going to make her an ugly and shameful looking bride…!  

It wasn’t easy to get a hold of the magic dust, but once I’d established a route to get it and sell it, my supply was abundant like hot water. All I had to do was to transform her face into the one I envisaged. I told her it was a formula that, when mixed with water, it would turn into a beauty potion; and she really fell for it. Soon she was mixing it with her own tea and loving it. 

When her face changed at the beginning, I lied, saying it was caused by an infectious disease. When she found out that it hadn’t changed since then, her despair was exhilarating!

Everybody was running away and trembling with fear, calling her a monster; and she who was so eager to be loved soon broke down and her spirit crushed. However, even though she was broken, my hatred for her was not over yet. Not, not yet,… I won’t let it be over so easily… or well it was supposed to be!” 

My father scowled at me with a sharp stare.

“You… You were an accidental child. I never intended to have a child… The magic dust does not really change a person’s physical appearance. It only deceives oneself and others through illusions. The child that is born will have a real appearance, not a fake one. If it is born, it will look like her… I already knew that it would be a beautiful child. With the exact look that I hated so much! I knew you would be born like that! I have felt it!” 

I… I used to think that my father resented me because I had broken my dear mother’s heart by being born. I was wrong… My mother was already broken a long time ago and my father had hated me even before I was born. He hated me because I was beautiful…    

Just because of that…

“Because of that… Father, you put such a large debt on me…and even intended to drag me into prostitution?” 

I reached into my breast pocket and pulled out the loan agreement. The name of the debtor was not Didi, it was… 

It was Father. 

He then smiled mockingly at me. “Did you find that out…? Well, it doesn’t matter now. Since then, I’ve realized that it would have taken a lot more than just changing her appearance to completely humiliate her. At the very least, I should have turned her into a prostitute… That’s what I was thinking. 

…So, I decided to do that to you. Didi? Was that his name? He’s really useful! I was going to make you fall into despair first before disgracing you. And I thought it wouldn’t be revenge if I didn’t give you some hope at least. You were so easy to fool. That boy did everything for me, too. The debt was indeed created by me. But it’s a fake debt, I owe nothing actually. It’s all an act of my own making to crush you! But it was that boy who prepared the guarantor’s signature and that debt collector. Thanks to him, everything went smoothly.” 

…Ah, Didi… So, you were on Father’s side from the beginning… I was… I was betrayed from the start. Even though we had such a good time together.  

Father clicked his tongue at my depressed state. 

“…But I didn’t expect you to use your beauty to get the Dukes of Minusle on your side, of all people… Now my revenge plan has been shattered!! I will never be able to use magic again!! No nobleman in Janvangar has ever survived the attention of the House of Minusle! Good for you! Aiden! You sold out your father, and you destroyed the Forgaths. Is that what you want?” Father shouted in anger.    

Then there was an impish voice echoing in the background, “Oops, my hand slipped.” 

A small capsule was released from the hand of Urschel-sama. It made a beautiful arc and was sucked into the mouth of the shouting Father.

*gulps* I could clearly hear Father swallow the capsule. The air in the room seemed to freeze for a moment.  

“No way…!” The moment he said this, his face lit up. It was the same as what had just happened to Mother.

Could it be, Father also…!

When the light subsided… In his place was… a handsome man with a toned body, glorious blue hair, and clear light blue eyes.