When she opened her eyes again, she found a pairs of eyes in front of her. The eyes had a warm and intense amber or golden-yellow color, round with a slightly elongated vertical pupil. She was startled and mesmerized by the gaze of those eyes, but as her attention shifted slightly, she noticed a mouth filled with sharp fangs.

She was shocked and screamed, attempting to move away from those terrifying fangs. However, she found that her body lacked the strength it should have for movement. Her two small, furry hands could only weakly squirm, and her voice sounded like the cries of a cute little creature.

The horrifying mouth transformed into a warm smile, leaving her transfixed. Then the mouth began to move, creating patterns and sounds in an unfamiliar language she couldn't comprehend.

"Ουάου, είναι πολύ πώρωμενος!! Είναι και πολύ δυνατός, φαίνεται ότι το παιδί μας θα γίνει ένα ισχυρό τέρας, Zara," he said while look past her head.

Once again, she felt something odd about her body, particularly her inability to turn and see who this person speaking to her was. However, her ears could still hear the response to the words of the person in front of her, a voice that sounded very warm and slightly higher-pitched than that of the individual facing her.

"Φυσικά, θα γίνει δυνατός επειδή είναι το παιδί μου και το παιδί σου. Στη συνέχεια, θα του δώσω εγώ το όνομα ή θα το κάνεις εσύ;"

Then those golden eyes gaze straight at her again, filled with warmth that made her heart itch, yet also bringing comfort that made her lips form a reflexive smile. She had never experienced this feeling before, but it didn't mean she didn't know what she was feeling.

She understood that the comfort and warmth she was experiencing were her instincts telling her that she was in a safe place. She was together with two people who would never hurt her. He, who was holding her warmly, was her father, and she, who was behind her, was her mother.

"Από σήμερα, το όνομά σου είναι Aliana," her father said with a warm smile on his lips.

She didn't understand what her father was saying, but she grasped one word he uttered: Aliana. It was the new name given to her, and for some reason, the name resonated with her, making it quickly acceptable.

Her eyelids began to feel heavy, realizing that a baby's body didn't have much strength. Relinquishing her desire to stay awake, she closed her eyes. However, she realized that when she opened her eyes again, there wouldn't be a Lady Boss anymore, but Aliana, the daughter of this warm little family.

Seven years had passed since her birth, and the longer Aliana lived in this world, the more certain she became that it wasn't the same as her previous one. The idea that she might be having an extended dream was fading, and Aliana began to accept that she had been reincarnated into a different world after her death.

"Forgive me, my otaku ex-boyfriend," Aliana whispered, taking her steps homeward. "I apologize for thinking you were crazy."