A boy the world pushed too far.

He was a gang member, but not because he was powerful. He was used. A tool for people stronger than him. Over time, being controlled, ordered around, and discarded whenever he wasn’t needed twisted him into something darker. He slowly became a villain in his own way—someone doing things he once would’ve never imagined.

One day, he was sent on a mission by his boss: to eliminate targets as part of a gang operation. It wasn’t his first time doing something like this, but this time felt different. More personal. More final.

As he fought, he actually started winning. He was close—close enough to see the end of it. But in that moment, everything went wrong.

He was struck by a metal bat.

The hit came out of nowhere. Pain exploded through his body. His vision blurred. His thoughts scattered. And as he collapsed, everything he had done, everything he had become, all of it crashed down on him at once.

For the first time, he truly understood it.

He wasn’t strong. He wasn’t in control. He had just been used this whole time.

Everything turned darker. More violent. More meaningless.

And then he died. But death wasn’t the end.

In the darkness between worlds, he met a mysterious light orb and was given three desperate wishes: to be handsome so he wouldn’t be judged, to become strong so no one could ever control him again, and to have real, kind friends he could trust.

But overwhelmed, embarrassed, and unable to fully process what he had done, he also asked to forget the wishes themselves.

Then everything went dark.

He awakens in another world as Celestia, a small, unbelievably cute girl… and a slave being dragged toward a prison cell.

But chains cannot hold someone who has already lost everything.

Celestia escapes alongside several others. With nothing but the clothes on her back, she begins surviving in a brutal world filled with monsters, nobles, and kingdoms that are insanely overpowered.

Celestia doesn’t care.
Celestia doesn’t want kindness.
She doesn’t want justice.

She wants power.

Slowly, she grows stronger. Monsters fall before her. 

People begin gathering around her—not because she inspires them, but because she’s a small, cute girl surviving in a brutal world. Some want to protect her. Others are curious. Some simply stay because they benefit from following someone strong.

Friends appear.
Followers gather.
A small shelter becomes a home.

Over time, that home becomes land.
The land becomes territory.
And that territory grows into the foundation of a rising kingdom.

Celestia rules it all with cold determination.

She builds an army.
Creates her own religion.
And continues growing stronger with every passing day.

To the outside world, she is a dangerous villainess building power from the shadows.                       To those who follow her, she is the small girl who will one day conquer everything.

And Celestia herself has only one goal:

Become The Strongest Villainess

We quickly pushed through the crowd, weaving past people as I tried to contain myself.


I'm finally getting clothes. Actual clothes.


I glanced around, trying to spot a shop. If the weapon stall was here, then logically—


"Is that it?" Zerelia asked, pointing ahead.


"Y-yeah… I think so," Aurelia said, squinting slightly.


I spun around on the spot, doing a full 360 without even thinking.


Yeah… I might've been a bit too excited.


"Alright, come on—hurry up. We're finally getting proper clothes," I said, my voice practically bursting.


"W-wow… Celestia, are you really that happy? Your eyes are kind of… shining," Aurelia said, staring at me.


"Yeah… you look really happy," Zerelia added.


I paused for a second. Why am I this excited?


…Whatever. Easy excuse. I mean i can literally use my fake backstory here HA.


"I've just… never really had proper clothes before," I said, keeping that light, cheerful tone.


"O-oh… sorry," Zerelia said quickly. "But at least now you can get some."


"Yeah, sorry for asking," Aurelia added.


Honestly… they were opening up more. Talking more.


I cant wait for the day we could just sit and talk properly without worrying about dying. That sounds… fun.


"Hi… uh, can we get some clothes?" I said. "Maybe loose adventurer-style outfits… and also a dress. So… three sets of each?"


Of course i knew what we had to get, one dress for normal at home stuff and adventurer clothes since - well i don't really want to be one but ill be one for a bit and get some clothes for it i guess no dodging that.


"Of course," she replied smoothly. "Come over here. I'll need to measure you first."


And just like that, I finally started calming down.


Aurelia and Zerelia wandered off slightly, looking around at the different outfits with wide eyes.


I just sat on the bench, letting out a quiet breath.


Finally… a moment of peace. Though…


This is not the time to start acting weird.


"Alright," the shopkeeper returned, holding a few sets. "For adventurer outfits, you have three options: shorts style, skirt style, or full pants. What would you like?"


Skirts… yeah, no. I have no idea how to act in those. Shorts it is.


"Skirt style, please," Aurelia said right after.


"Full pants style, please," Zerelia added.


"Alright," the shopkeeper nodded. "You can try them on over there."


The shopkeeper suddenly handed us another set of clothing.


"Here—your undergarments. I assumed you wouldn't have any, so I prepared these."


I froze. Ah yeah i really fucking hate this.


"T-thanks…" I muttered, looking away.


"Thank you so much," Aurelia and Zerelia said together.


I walked into the changing room and shut the door behind me.


I was finally forced to face something I'd been avoiding this entire time.


Chapter 14 - Makeover