MerQu

In a kingdom where strength is everything, royal blood has long ceased to produce true powerhouses. Sects and clans are just waiting for our family to show weakness so they can tear us apart.

"I was born as a princess in the most powerful lineage in the world… but that lineage is now on the verge of collapse."

But this lineage is not dead yet.

"He" is still here.
A being feared even by the strongest cultivators.
The only reason this kingdom still stands.

And me?

If I want to survive in a world where only power matters… I must become a monster feared by all.
But in this new world, can I survive - as a man trapped in a woman’s body - where only strength determines your worth?

Shadow Over the Heavenly Throne

Shion woke up in warmth. Not the kind that came from blankets in the servant wing. Not the heat of bathwater or fire or tea. This was... different. Alive. The warmth of someone's skin. She felt it against her cheek, under her fingers, on her shoulder. It wrapped around her and didn't fade, as if the dream was still lingering.

But something felt off. The fabric near her face was smooth and soft. The scent... lavender, mixed with incense. Breathing—slow, steady—right beside her ear.

Her eyes snapped open. She froze. Every muscle locked. Her body—pressed against someone else. Her hand—clutching a nightshirt. Her heart—pounding like a hammer.

She was curled up against Calista. No. She couldn't. She shouldn't. What would she think?! Had she cried in her sleep? Said something stupid? Would she be mocked?

So they were afraid, after all…