Chapter 117: THE TROUBLE WITH BEING VIVIAN

VIVIAN

Vivian walked toward the enormous bed and sat down, crossing her legs.

She stared at the luxurious room for a moment before releasing a long sigh.

"Honestly, I don’t even know how I got here."

She leaned back against the pillows and thought to herself. "I just entered this body, and the next thing I knew, I was alive again. I didn’t steal anything! That annoying Beeny keeps accusing me of taking over Vivian’s body, but how am I supposed to explain something I don’t understand myself?Why are they all behaving like I am a thief?"

She clicked her tongue. "Besides, if Vivian invited me in, should I be grateful? Why is she making such a fuss? Like that Vivian is some god."

Beeny clenched her fists. "What are you muttering about.? Speak out for me to hear you!!"

Vivian straightened up.

"I just want to say. Why is Vivian living so pathetically?"

She looked around the room, then shook her head.

"She’s living on a ruined planet filled with poisonous plants, dangerous beasts, and people who want to kill one another. What kind of life is this?"

She shuddered.

"I can’t live here forever. Absolutely not!"

Vivian pointed toward the ceiling as though addressing an invisible audience.

"I want to return to the Astronovas! At least there, people understand the meaning of luxury. Beautiful mansions, expensive clothes, delicious food, and handsome men who know how to treat a woman properly! Thou this house is pretty but Haxia is safer."

She paused.

Then her expression became thoughtful.

"Speaking of handsome men..."

A certain face appeared in her mind.

Vega. Vivian’s eyes brightened.

"That man is gorgeous!"

She pressed a hand against her chest.

"Goodness, even his cold expression looks attractive. And those eyes! If only he weren’t..."

She stopped. Her smile slowly disappeared as she remembered the wheelchair.

"Oh."

She stared at the opposite wall. "Well, nobody is perfect. I can manage his face alone."

After a moment, she shrugged. "Besides, a wheelchair doesn’t make someone less handsome."

She nodded to herself, apparently satisfied with her conclusion.

Then another thought struck her. She asked Beeny.

"Wait! Why is Vivian even in the army?"

Her voice rose in disbelief.

"She’s a delicate, pretty girl! Why is she running around fighting beasts and risking her life? Does she have any idea how dangerous that is?"

She shook her head repeatedly. "No, no, no. This is completely wrong."

Vivian raised one finger. "If I were in her position, I would have chosen a much better life."

She leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with conviction.

"I would be in beautiful Haxia, marry several wealthy Beasts men, and have children with them. Imagine living in a beautiful mansion, wearing expensive dresses, and having servants attend to every need!"

She clasped her hands together dreamily.

"That is what I call a fulfilling life!"

She sighed happily.

"And the best part? I wouldn’t have to fight poisonous plants or worry about being eaten by some ugly smelling beasts."

Her expression suddenly turned serious.

"Honestly, why would anyone willingly choose suffering when happiness is an option? This Vivian thinks she is a heroine!!"

Beeny’s face had become increasingly dark.

She had listened to enough.

Unfortunately, Vivian wasn’t finished.

"And Aston!"

She snapped her fingers.

"That man is another problem entirely. He’s willing to spend more money on Vivian, yet she keeps running around like a fool instead of taking advantage of the situation!"

Vivian shook her head. "Why is she so stupid? If a wealthy man is willing to spend money on you, let him!"

She leaned back against the bed. "And even Caelan..."

Her expression softened.

"My Caelan is wealthy, powerful, and handsome. As long as I remain pregnant with his child, I can live comfortably without worrying about anything."

She smiled dreamily. "Why work yourself to death when you can live like a queen?"

CRACK!

A strange sound echoed at her back.

Vivian stopped smiling. She slowly turned her head, Beeny stood with her fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles had turned white.

Her entire body trembled with anger.

"Stupid Vivian!"

Her voice was frighteningly calm. Vivian blinked.

"Yes?"

"Listen to me very carefully."

Beeny stepped forward. "You are not going anywhere."

Vivian frowned. "What?"

"You heard me. You are staying here, on this planet, in the army. You are a full-fledged soldier, and you have duties to fulfil."

Vivian stared at her. Then she burst out laughing.

"Are you serious?"

Beeny’s expression didn’t change. "Completely Serious!. More Serious than a Dead Person.."

Vivian wiped an imaginary tear from the corner of her eye.

"Oh, you’re hilarious! You expect me to remain in this miserable place because of some army duties I never agreed to?"

"You are Vivian now. Whether you like it or not, you have inherited her responsibilities."

"That’s ridiculous!"

Beeny’s eyes narrowed. "Is it?"

"Of course it is! I didn’t enlist in the army. I didn’t sign any documents. I didn’t even know this woman would do something so stupid like sign for the Army!!"

Vivian threw her hands into the air. "How can you expect me to take responsibility for decisions I never made?"

Beeny inhaled slowly. Then she spoke with the patience of someone explaining a very simple concept to an exceptionally stubborn child.

"Because the military doesn’t care whether you suddenly decide you dislike your life."

Vivian’s smile faded.

Beeny continued. "You’re a registered soldier. Abandoning your post without authorization is a serious offence. Depending on the circumstances, you could be arrested, stripped of your privileges, and imprisoned."

Vivian blinked. Her eyes turned red.

Then she pointed at herself. "Me?"

"Yes, you."

"In prison?"

"Exactly."

Vivian stared at Beeny for several seconds.

Then she shook her head.

"No."

Beeny’s expression twitched.

"What do you mean, no?"

"I mean you’re lying!"

Vivian folded her arms. "I’ve never heard of anything so ridiculous. Why would anyone imprison a pretty woman for refusing to fight monsters?"

Beeny closed her eyes. For a moment, she appeared to be praying for patience.

"Vivian...Its female..what is a woman? You keep saying that!!"

Vivian rolled her eyes. "It’s a well known slang for females. You are a Zerg, how will you know that!!" she continued. "But no, seriously! Who made these laws? Some man who hates beautiful women?"

"Please stop talking."

"And why is Vivian even a soldier? Couldn’t she have chosen something more suitable? A model, perhaps? Or stay a fucking princess?"

"Vivian!"

"Or a wealthy man’s wife!"

"ENOUGH!"

The sudden outburst shook the space around them.

Vivian flinched. Beeny’s eyes burned with fury. "You are going to get yourself killed!"

Vivian stared at her. Beeny pointed an accusing finger at her.

"This isn’t the Astronovas. This isn’t some luxurious playground where you can flirt with wealthy males and expect everyone to bow at your feet. This is a dangerous world, and the people here don’t care how pretty you are!"

Vivian’s lips parted.

Beeny continued before she could interrupt.

"Those beasts will tear you apart if you give them the opportunity. Poisonous plants can kill you before you even realize you’ve touched them. And the people you meet may be far more dangerous than either of those things."

She took a deep breath. "And you’re talking about abandoning your duties, chasing wealthy husbands, and spending the rest of your life being pampered! This is why Vivian is better and we don’t need you in her body!!"

Vivian slowly lowered her hands.

Then she frowned. "Well, but when you put it that way..."

Beeny stared at her hopefully.

Vivian nodded. "I suppose I should be more careful about choosing my Beast’s husbands. I have one in Haxia I was in a stage of getting him."

Silence. Beeny’s expression went completely blank. She thought finally she is going to say something right. For several seconds, she simply stared at Vivian.

Then she covered her face with both hands. "I can’t do this."

Vivian smiled. "Don’t worry. I’ll be fine! I will only go after the males that say yes."

"That’s precisely what I’m afraid of!"

*The Next Morning.

Vivian rose from the bed. She glanced at the luxurious furniture, the expensive decorations, and the enormous windows.

Then she smiled.

"Well, even if I can’t return to the Astronovas immediately, I can at least enjoy myself here."

She walked toward a beautiful vase standing on a nearby table.

It was made of translucent crystal, with delicate silver patterns etched across its surface.

Vivian picked it up.

She turned it around, admiring its craftsmanship.

"Beautiful."

Then she noticed a small decorative figurine beside it.

She picked that up, too.

"And this!"

She looked toward the ceiling.

"I wonder how much everything in this room costs."

Beeny’s eyes widened. "Put those things down."

Vivian ignored her.

She walked toward a large mirror and examined her reflection.

"Hmm. Not bad. Still pretty and sexy. I will get Vega soon."

She turned sideways. Then she tilted her chin. "Very pretty Female. Which female in Haxia can compare to this Baddie....None!!."

She smiled at herself. "But the hairstyle could use some work. Where is Arin? She always fixes my hair."

Beeny ignores her questions.

She placed the figurine on the table.

Unfortunately, she failed to notice that she had positioned it too close to the edge.

The figurine wobbled.

Vivian watched it fall.

CRASH! The sound shattered the silence.

Vivian froze. Beeny slowly turned toward the broken pieces.

Then she looked at Vivian. Vivian looked at Beeny.

Neither spoke.

Finally, Vivian pointed at the floor. "That wasn’t my fault. It’s not sturdy. It’s a cheap product."

Beeny’s eye twitched. "What?"

"Is there a way to kill a soul and not the body?"