Chapter 15
, Yu Anxia is truly the female lead, her mental resilience is extraordinarily strong.
Her vitality is as stubborn as a cockroach, and she quickly recovered.
She began to write short essays online again, this time, she wrote as a victim, condemning those criminals.
In her descriptions, she kindly helped them, but they repaid her kindness with betrayal, not only harming her physically and emotionally but also disappointing her goodness.
She said that this kind of person, even after serving time, shows no remorse, indicating that they are truly evil.
She hopes that the police can punish them severely, preferably with the death penalty.
Between the lines, there is a strong hatred towards them.
At this moment, she is just like us before.
The difference is that no one comforts her like how they comforted us.
Everyone says that she brought it upon herself by associating with wolves.
Some people use her previous statements to refute her.
Others throw evidence of her previous coercion for me to commit suicide at her.
Some people present her forgiveness letter that she wrote for me.
Everyone sarcastically tells her to be more magnanimous, kinder, and forgive them.
Yu Anxia has never cared about others' opinions.
She insists on suing the members of Jin Bu Huan.
She has decided to rely on her own strength to get those scumbags sentenced to death.
She found a lawyer, and it was the money I gave her.
I want to see if she can succeed.
After all, regardless of which side succeeds or fails, I will be happy.
However, things are unpredictable.
On the day of the trial, after Yu Anxia vehemently denounced the crimes of those people, one of them became furious and rushed towards Yu Anxia, surpassing all obstacles.
"You hypocrite! You never used to speak like this before!" He used his handcuffs to strangle Yu Anxia's neck.
The prisoner was shot dead on the spot.
But he never released his grip on Yu Anxia even until his death.
This was a trial with no winners or losers.
Yu Anxia died.
In a surprising and ironic way.
And those members of Jin Bu Huan returned to prison once again.
Maybe they will be released someday in the future.
But in this world, there will never be someone who unconditionally believes in them and helps them again.
They will atone for the mistakes they have made.
They should have atoned for the mistakes they have made.
...
Our victims' alliance still exists.
We still accept victims from all over, offering emotional support, guidance, and assistance to each other.
Our welfare organization is growing bigger and bigger, with more and more redeemed and recovered victims.
We want to tell every person who has been hurt before.
You have escaped from hell.
From now on, wherever you go, it will be a world full of warmth and blossoming flowers.
Extra: Author's Perspective I went to prison for rape, and when I came out, I couldn't find a good job because of my criminal record.
So, I thought about writing novels.
I created a perfect female protagonist for myself.
She is beautiful, kind, innocent, and doesn't judge us with biased eyes.
She can sacrifice everything for people like us.
Those who look down on us and deny us opportunities, I will portray them as villains.
Through the hands of my kind-hearted protagonist, I will bring them to their demise! Although this story was criticized by many for having distorted values, it was also loved by many.
Just when a company decided to buy the rights from me, I became conceited and fell down the stairs, resulting in my death.
When I opened my eyes again, I became the female protagonist from my book.
It's great! With my own efforts, I will give people like us who have made mistakes a chance.
I will kill all those evil antagonists who don't support me! But it's strange, why did the plot change?
Although I acted according to the plot I wrote, the development of the story turned out completely different.
Those women whom I considered sacrifices and tools seemed to no longer be under the control of the plot.
What's even more terrifying is that the people I saved ended up betraying me.
It really hurts, as if my body has been torn apart.
I despise them so much.
I gave them opportunities, yet they turned around and hurt me.
I won't let them get away with it.
Why on earth? I am the victim, yet there isn't a single person who supports or understands me.
Why is it like this? In that moment when handcuffs tightened around my neck, I saw the floating subtitles in the air.
"What a garbage novel! It's destroying moral values! Can this kind of female protagonist just die?" "The author should die.
You're the criminal of empathy, aren't you?" "Go die, go die.
This trashy story with distorted values!" "Hope the antagonist awakens and tortures the female lead to death! It would be better if the author also dies!" "For the first time, I hope the antagonist wins.
Supporting the antagonist to torture the female lead!" Oh, right, I remember now.
These seem to be comments on my novel.
My wish hasn't come true, but the readers' wishes have.
I really...
have been killed by the antagonist in my own novel...