The Revenge of the Cursed Mage’s Illegitimate Child

“Lucia, you have no idea how lucky I am to have you.”

The Rodbell family— the greatest mage clan in the empire. But beneath that prestigious name lay a hidden disgrace— a half-blood Rodbell.

“I’m truly happy that you’re my daughter.”

I endured endless scorn and humiliation, struggling just to hear those words. For someone like me, who had spent a lifetime craving affection, my father’s smile was like a dream come true.

“With your wretched body as the sacrifice, Rodbell will enjoy a golden age for the next hundred years. You should be proud.”

At the bottom of an abyss so deep and vast that its end was invisible— the Abyssus, where the Evil God was sealed. To maintain power, a member of the Rodbell bloodline had to be offered as a sacrifice once every century.

‘I can’t die like this.’

Even my death was nothing more than a tool for their benefit— a disposable offering. The moment they let their guard down, I tried to escape.

But then—

‘Goodbye, foolish and pathetic Lucia.’

With a smile as pure as an angel’s and malice darker than anything in this world, I was thrown straight into hell.

Something interesting just dropped in.

Within the endless darkness, a voice, low and laced with amusement, reached me like salvation.

“I’ll help you.”

A deal I couldn’t refuse, sweet as poison.

“How about this time, you be the one to drag them into the abyss?”

I returned to the past.

After achieving everything I wanted, I was ready to leave.

“I will give you Rodbell. Whatever you desire, I will place in your hands. So…”

Why?

Why would you— the one who despised me the most—

“…so don’t leave me, Lucia.”

—cling to me now?