Due to Eliza’s embarrassing remark, the atmosphere froze for a moment.
“Th-the uterus is trembling? What does that even mean?”
It was undoubtedly an awkward situation that was hard to describe, but things quickly settled down.
“Please don’t think too deeply about what I just said. It was just a slip of the tongue. I’ll go attend to my duties now. If you need anything, please call for me.”
Despite appearances, Eliza holds the position of head maid.
Previously, as a regular maid, she had a lot of free time, but now she’s quite busy managing various parts of the mansion.
She couldn’t afford to waste time lingering in such places.
That’s why she quickly left.
Unlike me, who was still quite flustered by her words, she remained expressionless and gave me a polite nod before leaving to resume her maid duties.
“…”
And so, I was left alone.
In terms of the outcome, the situation was resolved well.
However, there were still many things to ponder before simply concluding that everything ended well.
‘Honestly, it’s terrifying…’
To be frank, I’m so scared that my hands and feet are trembling.
This is a dark fantasy world where there’s no mercy or tears, so the fact that mid-bosses and hidden bosses are acting this way is definitely not normal.
How could I not be scared in such a situation?
In a world where getting stabbed to death is considered a good end, how could I not be terrified?
At this point, I can’t even begin to imagine what horrors might befall me.
They might be treating me well now, but who knows when they might turn on me and do something evil?
In a world where even a moment of carelessness could lead to a gruesome fate, that’s the world I’ve been reincarnated into.
‘But even so…’
That’s my basic thought process.
No matter how kindly they treat me, this is still a cursed dark fantasy world.
Things will never turn out well.
That’s the mindset I’ve been operating under, but…
Lately, I’ve started to question that.
‘Could it be that I’ve been wrong all along?’
Lately, I’ve been unable to shake this doubt.
For the past 20 years, I’ve believed this world to be a merciless dark fantasy, but…
What if… what if this world isn’t actually a dark fantasy?
What if it’s just a romantic comedy world?
That’s the kind of question that keeps popping up in my mind.
‘It’s not impossible…’
If my doubts are true, then the current situation would make more sense.
If it’s a romantic comedy, then it’s just luck that I saved my family, and my sister is treating me well.
If it’s a romantic comedy, then the maid treating me kindly would explain why she’s so nice to me.
Thinking that way, the current situation would make sense.
After all, the behavior of the mid-boss and hidden boss is extremely unusual.
Their actions definitely don’t fit the mold of a dark fantasy world.
It’s not unreasonable to think this way.
‘Honestly, the fact that I’ve survived for 20 years is also…’
What I find most baffling is the fact that I’ve managed to survive this long.
The chances of me surviving in this family were practically nonexistent.
I never once thought I’d survive in this world for the past 20 years.
I set a goal to succeed in the labyrinth, but that was just a dream, a bold statement.
Realistically, I never thought I’d survive in this world.
In fact, I considered a painless death to be a successful life.
‘It really doesn’t make sense.’
I’m on the frontlines of life and death, after all.
The family I belong to is a villainous family that will eventually clash with the protagonist.
I didn’t say it, but they’ve done a lot of shady things behind the scenes.
I managed to save the family from doing those things, but it’s still one of the most dangerous families in this world.
On top of that, I have the most dangerous assassin as my maid.
I’ve prepared myself for the possibility of disappearing at any moment.
This world is that dangerous, yet here I am, alive and well, with all my limbs intact.
That in itself is a great mystery.
A dark fantasy world isn’t kind to those without power.
But seeing how I’ve grown up safely in such a kind environment, I can’t help but have doubts.
I should’ve died 558 times by now…
No joke, seriously.
‘Is this really a dark fantasy?’
That’s why I can’t help but question the foundation of this world.
The fact that Laura and Eliza, who are connected to me, have changed, and the fact that I’m still alive, makes it impossible not to have doubts.
Could it be that this world isn’t a dark fantasy?
For 20 years, I thought I was reincarnated into the game “Dark Side Fantasy,” but what if that was just a delusion?
That’s the thought that keeps creeping into my mind.
‘No… it’s definitely “Dark Side Fantasy.”‘
Of course, that thought doesn’t last long.
Even if I’m unsure about other things, I’m certain I didn’t misjudge the world itself.
Did I really identify this world without any basis?
Absolutely not.
For the past 20 years, I’ve meticulously cross-checked every detail—place names, characters, history—everything from “Dark Side Fantasy.”
After thorough verification, I’m certain this world is “Dark Side Fantasy.”
There’s no way I could’ve misjudged the world for no reason.
‘Is there something I don’t know?’
If I’m not mistaken, then perhaps there’s something I’m unaware of.
This is “Dark Side Fantasy,” but maybe there’s a hidden truth I don’t know about.
Maybe there’s something hidden that’s changed the world.
That’s the thought that comes to mind, but there’s no way to know.
How could I possibly know what I don’t know?
‘I really don’t know.’
Other thoughts also cross my mind—like maybe I’m mentally ill and hallucinating.
Or maybe I wasn’t reincarnated into the original “Dark Side Fantasy,” but a fanfiction based on it.
Or perhaps I’m just a brain in a vat, or this is a simulated universe.
All sorts of thoughts come to mind, but there’s no way to confirm any of them.
‘There’s really no answer.’
The more I think about it, the more I feel like there’s no answer.
I can’t figure out why the world has turned out this way.
What on earth is going on with this world?
It’s truly a situation with no answers.
‘But I still have to confirm it.’
I can’t just sit still.
I need to confirm what kind of world this is.
Whether it’s truly a dark fantasy or some other genre, I need to confirm it.
Without that, I can’t decide how to proceed.
That’s the most important thing for me right now.
‘There is a way…’
So, how?
I briefly wondered about that, but I know the easiest way to confirm it.
It’s a very simple method.
If I wanted to, I could confirm it as early as tomorrow.
So, what’s the method?
‘The Labyrinth.’
It’s the foundation of this world, the main stage.
The place where all the evil and treasures of this world are hidden.
Its name is the “Labyrinth.”
If I just step into it, I’ll know everything.
“…I could just step into the Labyrinth for a moment…”
Since the Labyrinth is the core of this world’s setting, there’s no better way to determine the genre of the world I’ve been reincarnated into.
The Labyrinth is an extremely intuitive place.
Just stepping into it for a moment would immediately reveal the genre of this world.
“Hmm…”
Still, I can’t help but feel uneasy.
Is it really okay to step into the Labyrinth?
10 bucks says the author will keep reminding readers that the setting is in a dark fantasy world every single chapter. 5 bucks says he’ll keep padding word count by repeating the same thing but worded differently in every chapter.