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Regression of The Puppet Emperor

"Regression of The Puppet Emperor" is a tale of betrayal, redemption, and vengeance set in a world of swords and sorcery. Mikhail Robinette D'Arcy Ironforge, once a disillusioned office worker named Albert Mannery, finds himself reborn as the fourth prince of the Tiberian Empire. Gifted with memories of his past life and a mysterious System granting him extraordinary potential, Mikhail believes he's been given a second chance at greatness. However, fate has other plans. Sabotaged during a crucial magical ritual, Mikhail's mana heart is shattered, leaving him powerless in a world where strength is everything. Branded as the "Crippled Prince," he endures years of humiliation, betrayal, and political manipulation as various inexplicable circumstances led to him being crowned as the emperor of this vast kingdom. Without the magical or martial might to enforce his will, Mikhail becomes a mere figurehead, a puppet dancing to the strings pulled by cunning nobles and power-hungry courtiers. Every decree he issues is ignored or twisted, every attempt at reform thwarted. He watches helplessly as his empire crumbles around him, unable to protect even himself, let alone his people. In his dying moments, Mikhail activates a legendary Temporal Anchor, sending his consciousness back in time to the day of the fateful ritual. Armed with the bitter wisdom of his failures and a burning desire for vengeance, Mikhail vows to rewrite his destiny. Now, a man with the mind of a seasoned emperor in the body of a young prince, Mikhail must navigate the treacherous waters of imperial politics, unravel the secrets of magic and cultivation, and turn his greatest weaknesses into strengths. In a world that once broke him, can Mikhail forge a new path and claim the power he was denied? Or will the weight of fate prove too heavy even for a twice-reborn emperor?
N0N4M3_MONK · 70.3K Views

This is the life of a girl who wants to be a lady in a rocking chair

When I awoke, I was in a place that wasn’t my room. silk pillow beneath my head, and rich tapestries hanging on the walls. I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy, like it wasn’t mine. I had somehow been reincarnated into a body—the third daughter of the Marquis?! life as the third daughter of the Marquis family was peaceful. Nothing extraordinary ever happened. I spent my days in the comfort of my family's estate, away from the hustle and bustle of court life. My father, though distant, provided for us, and my sisters—while not always the most agreeable—had their own lives to focus on. I was content, living quietly, with no desire for anything more. That is, until I stumbled upon a book. A beautiful cheap novel that talks about a main character who is trying to survive. But I never imagined that the world I read about would collide with my own life. One evening, my father summoned us all to the drawing room. His tone was unusually serious, and the moment I entered, I could feel the tension in the air. He stood at the center, his gaze fixed on something—or someone—I couldn’t see yet. “I have an illegitimate daughter,” he announced, his voice steady but with a hint of something else beneath it. I froze. The words barely registered at first. But then, as he continued, I realized something that made my heart race. The girl he spoke of, this Aorbel, matched the description from the novel I’d read to the smallest detail. “Her name is Aorbel,” my father continued, “and due to the circumstances, she will now be recognized in society as my daughter.” I watched as a delicate figure stepped forward—a girl with platinum blonde hair that shimmered with a faint pinkish hue, and amber eyes ! she appeared. She was small, fragile-looking, her body almost too delicate to belong in such an imposing space. But it was the way she spoke that caught me off guard. "H-hello..." she stuttered, her voice trembling slightly as she introduced herself. "I-It's nice to m-meet you all... M-my name is Aorbel." The name echoed in my mind, and I felt my pulse quicken. Aorbel—the heroine of the novel. I had read about her, followed her story. She was the one who was shunned, rejected, and Her sisters are going to die! Literally! Over some bullshit! Aorbel was real. And worse, her fate was tied to mine. I remembered the novel’s ending. Aorbel’s sisters would all perish!. *I* would perish. Suddenly, the quiet life I had built for myself felt like it was slipping through my fingers. I wasn’t about to sit by and wait for a fate I’d already read about. So, I did what I thought was the only logical thing: I ran. I fled to the countryside, to the village of Hayat, where no one would know my name or my family. There, I lived a quiet life—just like I had always wanted. I had no titles, no expectations. I could finally breathe. But even in the peace of Hayat, trouble had a way of finding me! RIGHT? ............ but...why..i'm here ? , I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the absurdity of it all. How had my life become so tangled with these nobles, these politics? When I stood before the king, I kept my composure. “It is my duty, Your Majesty,” I said, trying to maintain the calm facade I had perfected. But inside, my mind was racing. *This wasn’t supposed to happen. I just wanted a peaceful life!* The king smiled , but there was an unsettling gleam in his eyes. “Your service has been invaluable, Lady Kevoyal Orilord,” he said, as if my life had been part of some grand design all along. I wanted to scream, to tell him that I had no interest in titles, in recognition, in any of it. But there I stood, accepting the medal, caught in a web of fate I had never wanted. ! SOMONE PLEASE SAVE ME ! And so, the girl who only wanted a quiet life in a rocking chair found herself tangled in something much more complicated than she had ever imagined!!!!
Car0linEL · 2.7K Views
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