The sun was bright out as it seeped through the bedroom windows of a large mansion. A beautiful young woman with long, flowing black hair was lying as if dead on a King sized bed. Her eyes suddenly snaps open. She drew a breath as if it was the first time breathing in a long time. Her brain felt fuzzy and her eyesight was blurry as she tried to focus by squinting hard. She blinked several times for everything around her to become clearer.
Once her vision was intact she noticed something strange about her surroundings. "Where...am I?" She wonders out loud feeling a bit confused. She glances about her unfamiliar surroundings and only came to one conclusion. God was playing a very sick joke on her. She crawls over the beds side and manages to stand though her legs were a bit wobbily. Hm? There's a mirror over there. She walked unsteadily to the mirror to the east side of the room.
Floor Mirror? How strange. She stared in shock at the woman looking back at her. Who the hell...? If God was playing a sick joke on her this was beyond going too far. This was not her face! This was not her body! She stares down at her breast and felt relieved. Well at least she still had her c-cups. Shakes her head. No. That's besides the point. Who was this woman?
Even though she was definitely a beauty she had this shrewd look about her. Let's think about this. She walks over and sits back on the edge of the bed. She was obviously not in heaven. And it's clear that this was not her body. So there was only one explanation that she can think of. It's quite clear that she was most likey reborn. She was not Empress Deshing Wang anymore. So who is she now?
Her brain begins to throb painfully. She grabs the side of her head as there was suddenly pictures flashing through her mind. These must be the memories of the body she took over. So her name was the same it as hers, that works in her favor. But what's with these memories? In this life, it turns out that she took over a very important figure.
She also seemed to learn that she was assassinated by someone who was close to her. She was treated like a trash just because she was a woman who had power. There aren't too many people around her that she could trust either. Well sounds like her past life. She smirks. Well then doesn't this mean that she had another chance to get revenge? Even if it's not the revenge that she wanted, but this was now her.
It was only right to take this chance to turn everything in her favor. Don't worry Deshing Wang of Modern Japan, I'll make sure that no one calls us trash ever again! It's a good thing she has knowledge of this world but she need to know more. Let's get dressed, her first mission is to go to the office that's in this mansion. She have to replace every single person in this place and start anew.
An hour later...
Deshing was really fustrated with her closet. Wow the old her was so out of fashion! Was what she couldn't help but think. She needed a new wardrobe and that was going to have to move to the top of her list. Way before revenge. She stares thoughtfully into space as a person suddenly came to mind. There is one person the original owner trusted with all her being, a person who has impressive talent in designing.
Though they are under the radar it shouldn't be a problem getting that person to come be her personal designer, right? Deshing walks over to a dresser to the right of the room and opens the middle drawer to pull out a strange device. She learned that it was called a cellphone, and even knew how to use it thanks to her memories. She scrolls through her contacts realizing that most of them were a bunch of fakes.
This life is truely a bit sad. Being forced to the bottom even though she's actually supposed to be at the top. Perhaps she should also get "that" person involved as well? Though in her memories she noticed "that" person has a very unique personality. Well even in her life as an Empress she was alway huge on unique individuals. This life will not be any different. What she will change is the way she dealt with things in her past life.
This life she knows the value of her people and how they need to be correctly disiplined and correctly loved. After all she still has to let them understand who's boss. Someone answers on the second ring, "well isn't this a surprise. What can I do for the Queen of the Underworld?" The voice was rich but it held a bit of sarcasm. Deshing smiles to herself, it seems this person will be quite interesting and she loved a person with a bit of spunk.
"Unis, I'm willing to offer you a job worth your while." She begins going into needing a team of designers to make her clothes and telling her how much she'll pay. Deshing knew exactly where to get the money thanks to a few secret memories. After she was done presenting the deal there was a short silence before Unis spoke again. "You have yourself a deal. But let's set something straight here. I'm not doing it for the money. Since you and I have known each other for a long time, you only have to pay me ten percent." She says.
Deshing agrees before they finally ended the call. She reaches for an okay floral dress and sensible heels that made her cringe seeing them. Well for now this is not what she was focused on. Now it was time to visit her bank where all the money she once had was no more. Or at least that's what she made everyone believe. Looks like the owner of this body wasn't as dumb as she has appeared to be so far.
Time to go reopen her frozen accounts that has been frozen for more than five years now.