The world we tend to live in is full of problems. People tend to run away from their problems such as family problems, financial problems, stress, studies and anything in particular. And I think it's fine to let go sometimes. We can't fend on to sadness forever. Everyone faces them and I support them in every way. But the thing is. in this game of life THERE WAS NOT ANYTHING MENTIONED ABOUT HOW TO RUN FROM A FREAKING DRAGON!!!

some time ago, 21st century

''One more order coming right up!'' I said nearly shouting at the top of my lungs. Well, I was quite a hectic day at the Chinese restaurant. I worked part time here while remaining a college student. my life is quite the ordinary if I say. Working 3 part time jobs just to keep my scholarship while trying to pay my family debt was terrifying. I was engrossed in my thoughts when I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder. I looked around to see who it was when I saw miss Ahn smiling at me. miss Ahn was the owner of this restaurant and I must say she looked quite young when she is 50 years old.'' are you worried about your parent's debt? '' she said putting on a warm smile. miss Ahn had been a mother to me more than my biological mother. to my parents I was a burden. I wasn't to ease their burden by helping with their debt.'' Miss Ahn, I am fine '' I said. '' Aiyaa, this girl'' saying this she hugged me and said '' don't worry about it, '' being in her embraced felt like crying but I was on shift, and I would ruin the mascara i have on.'' no, I am not sad. LET'S FINISH THIS SHIFT!'' I said being my old euthanasic self.  I don't want others to pity me for something I can't control. So, it is better to hide it them let others pity me.

I am Jane Williams. A third-year pharmacy student who is just as half dead while trying to get a degree. My shift ended half an hour ago. WELL, it was quite a hectic day! I said while stretching my body as wide as I could in exhaustion. 'Man, I warm bath would be nice right now''. I started walking down the streets of Seoul and towards my apartment. Wondering about my life. Would it be different if I choose my happiness? I didn't realize I was coming close to the busier street of the city and suddenly I was hit by a truck ...Wa..a.ss th..is th..e end of my life? I still haven't paid the debt; I never lived a day for myself. How could I die just like that? .my eyelids were getting heavy and my whole body ached in pain. it felt like I was drowning. why? Don't I deserve a happy life like the others? Looks like I wasn't the hero of the story Afterall. I said smiling faintly. Don't the heroes have tragic backstories, and they die glorious deaths? '' looks like I was the villain, they will not weep but celebrate and dance on my grave'' Maybe this is for the better. I reached up a hand towards the sky. The night sky in Seoul today was exceptionally beautiful. ''Goodbye, I hope I never get born again''.

''Some people are born with tragedy in their bloods''.

I felt like being surrounded by darkness and it was getting more difficult to keep my consciousness. I desperately tried to open my eyes with all the remaining energy I had left in my body. I could see being surrounded by doctors and nurses running to and for but who was going to tell them that their efforts will all go in vain. I don't have any will power to live again. I am tired of this. My slowly started to close and I felt my blood running cold. My eyes heard the sound for the last time. A loud and long beep. Well, my heart gave up. And so, did I. The story of jane Williams ended then and there without any significant incident happening. Maybe the greatest achievement she had was to die giving her loved one's peace.

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I woke up with dull and steady pain all over my body. This was officially the worst headache I had so far.The rays of the sun was falling and after a very long time i felt the warmth of the sun. I tried to open my eyes and after struggling for a while i finally managed to open them. My body felt light, and I was very comfortable. The mattress and the sheets were newly washed and had a pleasant smell. WAIT?? WHAT IS GOING ON?? WAS I NOT DEAD?? '' Are you okay, young miss?'' turning my head to the voice coming I saw a cute looking girl with glasses on, dressed up in .. maid's clothes? Why is she dressed as someone like this? '' ma'am, should I prepare your bath?'' ''girls, please start preparing young miss 's clothes''. huh? What is going on? And why are they dressed up like this? and where am I? My eyes soon fell on the mirror right bedside the bed i was sitting on. As soon as I glanced there, I was utterly shocked. ''WHAT IS THIS?'' The girl I am seeing in mirror right now was not me. Beautiful blue eyes, as blue as the deepest part of the most terrifying ocean, Hair as bright as the sun rays reaching below my waist, slender figure and smooth silky skin. This girl is an absolute goddess. Is this me? I turned to the maid who was asking me about my health and '' what is my name?'' I asked feeling confused as hell.'' Was I transmigrated into any fantasy world or any novel like those movies?'' The whole group of maids standing there looked like they had seen a ghost. A little girl maybe in her early twenties sat on the floor and started crying.'' I told you lady needs an exorcist; she woke up suffering from fever after 3 days!!'' Seeing her cry, I thought of consoling her since her crying got so loud, I think I can be in trouble.'' I am sorry for making you worry, it's just I don't feel well, that's why i must be sprouting nonsense'' ''Plese, don't cry, wipe your tears'' The feelings came out to me naturally, i didn't have to act, i could always sympathize with others, I loved making them smile. Hearing me, the girl stopped crying and started to apologize profusely for showing such behaviour, the girl with glasses also seemed to rebuke her. ''I must be someone of high profile then '' i thought to myself. ''My name is Dorothy, your grace. Thank you for giving me this opportunity to serve you'' the girl said bowing. I chuckled.'' then, thank for choosing to serve me'' ''well, then i would like a bath and some warm tea '' I don't know where i am, but for now let's just enjoy the luxuries being served''.

''So, where am I exactly?'' I thought to myself while being confined in my room, now I understand why people could survive earlier without electricity or fans moving above them, the wind is so cool. It's quite late at night, I woke up from my bed and moved towards the balcony. ''The moon is exceptionally beautiful today.'' I say while looking at the moon. 'The owner of this body must have been very pampered, no debt to deal with, no toxic parents. 'The skin is so soft, not a single scar has been made to ease your pain.'' I said with tears in my eyes while tracing my wrists. 'Where are you now? what happened to my body? And you? Who are you?'' These thoughts were keeping me engrossed when I felt the wind was getting colder each second, I wrapped the shawl around me tighter and went inside my bedroom. 'Wait!! IS THIS SOMEKIND OF NOVEL BULLSHIT??'' ''WAS I REINCARNATED IN ANY NOVEL ??'' I never read any sort of thing in my life because i thought it was all a waste of time..AHHH!! I should have read at least some''. I sat on the bed, desperately trying not to pull out my hair in frustration when i heard a loud thud. 'Who is it?''  feeling a little scared. I noticed a diary sort of thing fell on the floor. Picking the diary, it was quite an old diary with lots of loose pages. Out of curiosity, I opened the diary, the first page read

BLOOD DOESN'T MAKE A FAMILY

   BLOOD DOESN'T MAKE A FAMILY

    BLOOD DOESN'T MAKE A FAMILY

''What is this??'' As I flipped the pages, I gradually realized that this diary belongs to the owner of this body, it belonged to me. It belonged to Ilaria Jenkins. I was Ilaria Jenkin, the only daughter of the duke of Jenkin duchy Severe Jenkin. Well, an ilegimate daughter to be precise. She has been locked up in the faraway palace in the north for not being a true Jenkin. But fate wasn't so cruel, and she was bestowed at least good accommodation and staff. Strange, her diary didn't give much information about her life except her everyday routine works and about her family that doesn't even count her as a family. As i was about to close the book, I noticed a strange pattern drawn on the last page of the book, I flipped the page and saw a pattern something like a lotus or sunflower. 'Wait, i have seen this pattern before, but where?''  It soon flicked in me, i rushed towards the box on my dressing table, i ignored it thinking as a jewellery box, but Ilaria is more than that'' The box had similar patterns drawn on paper and as i touched it, it opened. Inside, ''what is this?'' The pattern beautifully carved in the box started glowing and to my surprise so was my hand. The beautiful and thin lines of golden rays started coming from my hands and i felt like i am used to it. The box then revealed some torn pages which i believe is from the same diary i am reading.''Haha, girl you are quite the sherlock Holmes, i must say'' I took the pages and started reading the pages which were well hidden from everyone'' ''Maybe, i get some clues from here.''