Living As the Villainess Queen - chapter-62-the-protagonist
Chapter 62 – The Protagonist
The Holy city was protected by the Holy Spirit of the ancestors rendering
it absolutely safe from the hazards of Larks. The seeds awakened
naturally around them, with no other reason but to exist. And as they
served their own purpose, thus, an Anika’s power was not needed to
germinate them for growth.
“I’m only saying this because I’m worried, Jin Anika. You don’t
need to do anything you are unsure of,” said Kasser, the inflection in
his tone telling her he was concerned.
“I’m not going to test the seed. I won’t.” She reassured him.
He looked into her eyes and when she didn’t flinch or look away, he was
“It’s for you. Ramita is water.”
Eugene recalled Marianne’s words. For Anikas, their Ramita manifests as
an image of water, unique only to them.
“Water?” She repeated. “What do you mean?” she asked.
“Ramitas are divided into classes by the image of water they see.
It’s odd to explain this to an Anika who would know best… but I’ll
give it a go, assuming you don’t know anything.”
He looked at her and saw her thankful smile, so he began to explain as
best as he could…
“Anikas are awakened when they reach the tender age of ten. Around this
time, they experience a dream-like vision. Therein, they can estimate the
power of their Ramita through what they see.
Some may see a reservoir, others a pond or even a well. But a simple fact
is that the larger the body of water in their dreams, the higher the
class and the greater the Anika’s powers.
However, Ramitas are still finite, just like any body of water. One must
always be mindful of how much they use it, lest their Ramita runs out.”
“Ah, I see…” Eugene mumbled quietly deep in thought as a slight
shiver ran down her spine.
She’d originally thought the Class of Ramitas was only known to the
Sang-je. Was this another deviation from the novel’s plotline, the one
she had written and believed she knew the best?
This was one of the most important details in the story!
Why don’t I know any of this? She plunged into frustration. What about
Flora? She wondered.
Flora was the main character in her novel. She was the only Anika
powerful enough to fight against Jin Anika, who had become an incarnation
of the dark force, Mara. Flora’s Ramita was mighty, and yet, her Ramita
wasn’t spared for the sole reason of defeating the Army of Mara.
Nobody, not even the Sang-je, warned her about the excessive use of her
Was Flora different? Was she special because she was the main character?
“Then, what happens when you use all the powers?” Eugene asked.
“I don’t know. But it wouldn’t be ideal.” Kasser continued.
“Ramitas are what you are born with. It’s a part of you. If that part
of you goes empty, it will most probably create imbalance… one you
“Like when you use up all the groundwater and the surface begins to
“Yes, that’s a perfect analogy.”
Eugene paused and thought things over, but was just unable to hold in her
frustration. This was a novel she had created herself. Why didn’t she
know anything about it?!
“I don’t understand why I can’t remember anything.” She whispered
Kasser mistook this as exasperation over her memory loss. And it hurt him
that he couldn’t comfort her with all his support, especially since
part of him did not want her to regain her memory. He liked her now,
unlike when she was back then.
Oblivious to the man in her presence, Eugene was lost too deep in
thought. To her knowledge, Jin didn’t have any Ramita in her. Eugene
wondered what kind of water body Jin had seen in her dream in this
version. Perhaps a small puddle?
It was a good strategy that the Sang-je kept the class of Ramita in each
Anika a secret. The Ramita Class would interfere with their social class,
and it would have been turned into a competition between the Anikas to
determine who held the greatest amount of Ramita.
“Oh, that reminds me of something.” Eugene broke her train of
thought. “I know it was long ago, but do you remember when you said
that something went missing? What was it? Did you find it?” she queried.
Eugene waited for an answer but was given none. “Your Majesty? Are you
asleep?” she asked once more.
Still no answer. Eugene decided it wasn’t something urgent enough to
awaken someone with a busy day ahead.
I’ll ask him later. She turned to lie on her back.
She knew despite their first impression, Kasser wasn’t the kind of
person to be easily upset. Something important had to have gone missing.
But he never spoke of it again, which she found a little suspicious.
Right now, they’re not at the point where she’d ask him candidly.
Eventually, her brooding turned her eyes heavy, softly nudging her
towards sleep. However, she found that she couldn’t. Not entirely. She
even tried counting sheep until she hit a hundred, but she didn’t grow
tired. She had had a full night’s sleep every other night recently, but
tonight sleep seemed to be evading her like a prey its hunter. As she
thought about the reasons behind this bizarre happenstance, it dawned
There was only one thing that was different about tonight…
She flushed with embarrassment, unable to believe that she couldn’t
sleep because she hadn’t had s*x!
This can’t be it! I’m just not tired enough! She told herself. I
should take a long walk or something tomorrow.
Eugene decided to focus on something else to help her sleep. Soon, her
thoughts drifted back to the Ramita…
Eugene imagined herself floating on the tranquil waters of a lake. Her
body soon started to relax and her mind calmed down as if ready to fall
In fact, she thought she had, but suddenly knew she wasn’t any longer.
Oh no! Why did I wake up again? She mentally groaned.
Her eyes were still closed. But she felt her body begin to waver, the
sound of water splashing sending alarms through her mind. This wasn’t
right. Something wasn’t right!
Eugene snapped her eyes open and gasped at the sight in front of her.
Clear blue skies soared right above her. Nothing but the endless skies,
reflected by the water she was stepping on.
What is this? Where am I?
The sky and water stretched out as far as her eyes could see until at the
farthest end nothing but a thin line where the sky met the sea. She was
floating listlessly on nothing but the water cushioning her from
The jarring sight made her nervous, as Eugene shot to her feet, shrieking
in surprise. She looked around frantically, desperate to make sense of
where she was, but saw nothing else but the water around her that
splashed as she moved about.
Eugene looked down at her feet. The water wasn’t too deep. It only came
up to her ankles.
Am I dreaming? As she wondered, she closed her eyes tightly, then
reopened them slowly. This time she found herself staring back at the
ceiling in her own bedroom.
Huh? Eugene closed and opened her eyes once again. She was still in her
bedroom, in her bed, only now she was alone. Odder still, she wasn’t
sure if she was dreaming the whole time or not.
She replayed her conversation with the Kasser in her head. He came to her
and they laid side by side, talking until they fell asleep. That much was
for sure. The evidence was in the body-shaped dent left on her sheets,
the way it creased and the way his half was bunched up beside her. The
king was usually up early, so it made sense that he left long before she
Eugene sat up with a numb head. If it was merely a dream, it had been a
very vivid one.
Some see a reservoir, others see a pond, or even a well, the king’s
words rang in her mind.
Could it be? It couldn’t. It was just a dream. What she saw was very
realistic because she had pictured it quite clearly and right before
But what if it wasn’t just a dream, but a dream that showed the powers
of her Ramita?
What the heck did I see?!