Prologue
Prologue
At the age of sixteen, a run-in with a tree unlocked mories of my past life, leading to the realization that this world was the setting of a novel I had once read.
However, it was glaringly apparent that I was already on a one-way trip to hell.
Ascal Debrue.
The empress, seated with an air of daunting authority on the throne, called my na.
Yulia.
She was the very empress portrayed in the novel I had read.
Born a prodigy, she was graced with exceptional beauty, unmatched swordsmanship, and powerful magical abilities; however, she was also afflicted with a destructive and atrocious temperant.
Her cruel tendencies drove her to behead the servants who failed to et her stringent standards, plunging the empire into her tyrannical rulea regi so severe that could make the most dreadful tyrants shudder.
As a result, Yulia eventually faces execution due to a rebellion, a destiny shared by the unfortunate servants under her command.
So, to put it bluntly, Yulia is the captain of a sinking ship, and I need to escape this ship imdiately.
You have served excellently until now. You have strengthened the country and brought glory to my na.
Considering my exemplary service, shouldnt I be entitled to early retirent then?
Thus, I bestow upon you the office of Pri Minister. You are bound to , in life and death.
But, it seems its already too late.
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How did things co to this point?
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