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Rebirth of Milf Empress

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This is a story about the journey of a modern woman named Sophia, who dies heroically during an accident while trying to save a baby's life. She meets God and receive some op boons from him. She transmigrates in the body of a queen of a small kingdom with a system. Follow Sophia on her journey in another world. Tags- kingdom-building, system, war, yuri, incest, orgy
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Chapter 1 - Prologue

Step into the bustling heart of a modern city, where my story unfolds. Yes, that's right – I'm Sophia Winters, the protagonist of this story, a 32-year-old woman who's about to share her life's tapestry with you. So, settle in, and let's embark on this intimate and captivating adventure together.

My days are like a symphony in this bustling urban setting, made up of work, laughing, and the lovely moments that illuminate my existence. You'll see when you look inside my life not just the routine but the nuances of beauty that make me who I am. Imagine a woman with a seductive silhouette who moves effortlessly through the bustle of the city. Each step is a testimony to accepting life in all its completeness, and my curves reveal a story of assurance and self-assurance.

Allow me to share more of myself with you – my hair cascades in waves of blonde that capture the sunlight, a reflection of the warmth within. My eyes, a striking shade of blue, carry the depth of my experiences and the compassion I hold for the world. At 5'8", I stand tall, not just physically but in my convictions and beliefs. As you read my narrative, envision the features that have shaped my journey – a portrait of a woman who's lived, loved, and learned.

But let's not be distracted by appearances alone; I'm more than just a fictional character; I'm a committed nurse with a generous heart. My true calling is to play a healing role, thus every morning I travel to the hospital. Imagine my touch as a calming song that brings pain-affected people comfort and consolation.

Let me tell you a secret: inside the hospital, I represent tenacity and am more than just a nurse. My patients find solace in my gentle care, my coworkers are inspired by the fortitude I possess, and my friends are drawn to the warmth I exude. Knowing that my presence matters is a fantastic sensation.

My hair catches the golden rays of the setting sun as I take my alone evening walks as the day comes to an end. I feel the calming touch of nature enveloping me as it provides refuge from the chaos of everyday life. Imagine accompanying me when I walk and taking in the peace of these times.

But dear reader, no life journey is without its unexpected turns. So, destiny revealed its twist that fateful evening as the sun dropped below the horizon.

Imagine us standing together, witnessing the scene –a big advertisement hoarding hanging precariously from a tall structure, a defenceless child laughing and playing with toys in a pram as danger looms over his head. Being a nurse, I can't just watch as a baby is trampled. I started screaming to get people's attention, but the busy traffic muffled what I was saying. In the meantime, the dangling hoarding detached from the building and began to fall, confirming the most horrifying apprehension.

In that heart-stopping moment, my inner hero emerged. Without a second thought, I lunged forward. The baby's safety became my mission, and with a surge of determination, I cradled the infant, shielding them from the impending tragedy. It's in these moments that ordinary people like me find the strength to become heroes.

But it was too late. There was not enough time to carry the baby away from there as the hoarding will fall on them within few seconds. So, without thinking anything else, I just shielded the baby beneath me. The hoarding fell on me. It felt like a massive truck running at its full speed hit me. I heard my bones breaking. My mind went blank from the pain I was feeling. But I still held the baby beneath me leaving much space to not suffocate him.

I was surrounded by mayhem and devastation as I lay unmoving on the pavement. Even though the awful event that had just happened had left my body wounded and beaten, I was still holding onto hope. I hoped that soon someone would arrive and save us, buried under the debris.

I reached for the crumbling concrete pillar above my eyes with all the might I could muster, keeping my eyes securely shut in the hopes of divine intervention. However, none did. The cries of pain and anguish that were all around me blended together into a symphony of despair. But among them all, I only saw darkness.

At the brink of death, I had only one thought "I should've at least experienced sex once".

So, dear reader, that's my story or may I say last life. A life of a 32-year milf who died virgin.

You might be wondering, what I meant by past life or how do I remember my previous life and more importantly how do I know that this world is a novel.

Well, it's a story of other time.

For the time being I bid farewell.

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