Jiuxianzhi

Ahcehera is a young woman FIGHTING cancer, finding comfort in the pages of her favorite sci-fi fantasy novel. She’s drawn to the villainess princess, a misunderstood character whose life is sacrificed FOR the hero and heroine’s happy ending. Ahcehera hates the unfairness of it all and wishes the princess could have a chance to live her own LIFE.

Before she can read the final chapter that seals the princess’s tragic fate, Ahcehera passes away. Her last thought is a wish to rewrite the story, never expecting it to come true.

When she wakes up, it’s not in her hospital bed but in the body of the princess herself. Thrown into a world full of political schemes, betrayal, and hidden dangers, Ahcehera is determined to change the princess’s fate. She has the story’s secrets and her own will to survive, but knowing the plot doesn’t mean it’ll be easy to change.

Then, the unexpected happens. She crosses paths with a werewolf prince, younger than her and mysteriously linked to the hero. He’s more than just a twist in the story, he might hold the key to a different ending.

As enemies close in and the lines between friend and foe blur, Ahcehera must decide. Will she stick to the script or fight for a new ending? One where both she and the princess get the happiness they deserve.

Can a story already written truly be rewritten, or is she doomed to live the same tragedy all over again?

Transmigrated as the Villainess Princess

Ahcehera hurriedly retreated, her heart pounding. She ducked behind a cluster of thick trees, her breaths measured and silent.

From her hidden vantage point, she peered back toward the river. The whirlpool churned violently, revealing a massive creature at its core.

Is that... an octopus? No, that's not right.

The monstrous figure emerged further. It had the general form of an octopus, but its grotesque details made her stomach churn.

Its glistening, slimy skin reflected the faint sunlight, and at its midsection, where an ordinary octopus would have a soft body, there was an enormous, gaping maw lined with rows of sharp, jagged teeth.

An octopus with a mouth on its waist? That's just... unnatural.

As the creature seemed to realize no prey was nearby, it let out an ear-splitting scream.

The sound wasn't just loud, it was razor-sharp, slicing through the air with a force that rattled the surrounding trees.

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