#001 Prologue

Bai Mei Yin, age 19, sent away from her world on accident. In the new world her ideas are put to use and improve the lives of the people of a fantasy world. Will I choose my Original life? or choose my New life?

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Bai Mei Yin, age 19 in Calgeon, Canamemex is at rock bottom without any motivation to continue fighting for her life which she has deemed useless. After dropping out of college and losing her job she absorbs herself in beautiful costume tv dramas and movies. Her family had already left her in an tragic accident which had displaced her will to live. When she watches an especially heart warming and motivating movie she cries herself to sleep determined to do something to make herself happy and her family proud in the afterlife with the rest of her life.

She sets to work writing of her family and becoming a published author of two series one biography series and one series about a world she hoped could one day exist. Just as she began to feel hope she was involved in an accident. Upon attempting to save a child from frozen water she fell unconscious.

Upon waking Bai Mei Yin finds herself in a different world. Quickly she discovers she has a chance to live a different life but will she decide to stay and improve her new life or will she fight to return to her original life?

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"Bai Mei Yin, will you be my Empress, and help me protect all of Megrez?"

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"To be or not to be?, Empress of Megrez, or successful author of fantasy books?"

"It's not that simple."

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I listen to the murmurs of the broadcast center. An interview I've never dreamed of is happening. I adjust my self in an oddly comfortable sofa facing the interviewer, a beatiful woman who looks like a porcelain doll.

The interviewer stares at me as though waiting for an answer. I realise I've zoned out while thinking of a way to simplify my answer to the interviewer's question. She asked for more information about me, who helped me become who I am and my inspiration to write.

I say what flashes through my mind seemingly with an answer too long as the woman writes down a few points and smiles to the cameras as she announces the end of my segment.

I leave the broadcast studio quickly as I've got a set appointment soon after. As I walk down stairs of Calgeon Hit Entertainment building I can't help but admire the grand building, a true iconic place in all of Canamemex continent. On Canamemex Continent only the state of Calgeon is able to dominate the entertainment scene.

I walk through a corridor of Pre Reset relics from the time of a world that was constantly on the brink of war, the end of the world, or the mass extinction of many staple species. I see a neat dual map of 2134 Pre Reset and of 720 After Reset. I grab it and quickly cross through to the parking garage.

I find my car and go straight home. Once I reach my house, a small and tall grayish blue structure amongst other small and tall houses of various hues, I glance around in the early night and quickly go inside my large white front door.

When I step inside I pause to admire my decorating skills. I look at my houses decorations. Many colors are present fair white, light pink, brisk blue, lavender, teals, mints, and aqua colors. The colors make me feel happy as they remind me of my favorite dramas.

My couch is a sandy white with pillows of peach and cool blue mint. My coffee table is brisk blue with notes of white like ripples on water giving the section a beach feel. A timeless china cabinet holds many fine glass wares and other types of peach blossoms. In the cabinet I have carefully nestled in many small thriving mint plants and peach blossom oils and petals line the shelves.

There is a set of jade earrings that has been in my possession since before I can remember and it always puzzles me. The earings are dangled from a peach tree that was made of glass, stones, and a real peach tree branch supports the center of the dynamic craft.

I peer at the face of the cabinet it's taller than me, lighter than fine birch wood, and very sturdy. The small handles on the front are rings of an unknown metallic substance long darkened by years of use. The cabinet reflects the Peach trees on the side of the house.

Those trees are older than me, the peach trees in front of the house are from a nursery and the trees in the back were started by me from the seed taking months to barely sprout and all the care to acclimate them to the outside to begin growing taller by the day. All the trees have blossoms except my young trees that I personally started. I plan on waiting for the trees to blossom in a few years with eagerness. I smile at the sight of the beautiful trees gently swaying the darkening night.

I have an appointment to keep I tell myself as I pull out my phone. 'Don't go on the internet. Don't go on the internet. Don't go on the internet.' I tell myself. I open my phone and forget that I was browsing in Bubbleidea, an app full of creative and interesting things, to find a wallpaper of peach blossoms for my lockscreen. 'Great a rabbit hole for me to fall into,' I think to myself. I'm scrolling through the best peach blossoms when I see an ad with my name.

The interview was quite fast and diligent getting the article written, reviewed, published, promoted, and socialized. 'I have to scroll through my peach blossoms' I try to convince myself not to click the ad, my hesitation gives way to me clicking into the article. I read what I said from another's point of view.