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Elyzara Thorne was just an ordinary woman until she died in the dumbest way possible. One moment she was walking down the street, the next, she was choking on a piece of candy and face-planting into the afterlife. Before she could even process her own stupidity, a snarky system appeared and dumped her into the body of a newborn baby.

Sounds bad? Oh, it gets worse.

Her new moms are the most terrifying tyrants the world has ever seen two ridiculously powerful empresses who rule with an iron fist, burn cities for fun, and make their enemies weep in fear. The entire kingdom is one bad day away from rebellion, and Elyzara’s new mission (whether she likes it or not) is to stop these two overpowered warlords from getting themselves overthrown.

The problem?
	•	She’s a literal infant.
	•	Her moms worship the ground she drools on and think she’s the best thing since world domination.
	•	Everyone around her is scared shitless of her “divine presence,” making diplomacy nearly impossible.

Can Elyzara stop her bloodthirsty parents from committing war crimes before she’s old enough to walk? Or is she doomed to be the adorable mascot of tyranny?

Help! My Moms Are Overpowered Tyrants, and I’m Stuck as Their Baby!

Whoever had kidnapped me clearly underestimated how irritatingly resilient I could be.

And I fully intended to teach them exactly how costly that mistake was going to be.

Huddled behind damp barrels that reeked suspiciously of moldy cheese and stale ale, I realized something important. Being subtle was exhausting. Tiptoeing around corners, hiding in alcoves, whispering sarcastically to the system I was officially done with all of that.

If I was going down, it certainly wouldn't be quietly.

"You know what?" I muttered aloud, standing abruptly, ignoring the painful ache in my legs and shoulders. "Forget stealth."

[Wait—what?] the system spluttered incredulously in my mind. [What are you doing?]

Subtlety Was Overrated Anyway