With beauty, noble blood, and genius talent—my sister had it all. Born as her rival, it was only natural that I ended up dying by her hand.

I ran away once, but half the empire turned to ashes. So, I gave up and let myself die.

Shhk—

The moment her cold blade touched my neck, I returned to the past—as an 8-year-old.

“What the heck! Do I have to die again?”

In this life, I swore I wouldn’t go down so easily. I clenched my little fists and vowed to survive.

“Harper, my little sister, even if my dream is shattered, I want to protect you.”

…Huh?

“To think someone would try to harm you again inside the Lupherne mansion... The world is truly full of madmen.”

My sister… had changed. A lot.