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The Spoiled Villainess Transmigrated to Another World as an Empress

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Everyone knew Ceres as the villain in her half-sister Ciena’s love story with Ryzel. She did everything to sabotage their relationship...so much so that on their wedding day, where she was supposed to be the maid of honor, she arrived wearing her dream wedding gown, a dress far more extravagant than the bride’s. Spoiled by their father, the wealthiest man in the country, neither the bride nor groom could do anything but endure the humiliation. The ceremony was filled with whispers, but Ceres only smiled, completely unbothered that she was ruining the most important day of her sister’s life. However, as they stepped outside the church, waiting for their cars to arrive, chaos erupted. A truck, its brakes failing, was heading straight for the crowd. People scattered in panic, desperate to escape. Ceres should have been safe. But amid the chaos, she noticed a small girl crying in the truck’s direct path...one that no one else seemed to see. Without hesitation, she ran, pulling the child to safety. She thought she had enough time to escape, but her long gown got caught on something. She couldn’t move. The truck hit her, crushing her under its weight. Even as she lay dying, she wasn’t thinking of herself. Her fading gaze searched the crowd until she saw the child safe in someone’s arms. A weak smile formed on her lips. And then...darkness. Ceres had done too many terrible things in her life. Surely, hell awaited her. But when she opened her eyes again, she was in a different world. She had been reborn as the young widow Empress of a crumbling kingdom...a woman who shared her name and face. But unlike her previous life of luxury, she now ruled over a dying empire on the brink of ruin. What did a spoiled brat like her know about leading a struggling nation? She had spent her past life wasting money, tormenting servants, and looking down on others. Now, she was forced to survive in a world where power, deception, and war reigned supreme. Would she rise as a true Empress, or would she fall just as she did before?
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Forged in Chaos: A Transmigrator’s Tale in the DC Universe

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