Just Another Cliché Transmigration Story (JACTS)

A searing headache. A body like lead. Le Xiao wakes to a world utterly alien, far from the familiar comforts of her Marquess manor. Gone are the silk qipaos and the gentle rhythm of a pampered life; instead, a cold, authoritative man demands a necklace she's never heard of, and strange metallic devices beep around her. Was she run over by a horse wagon, or was it something far more sinister? Trapped in a new reality, haunted by a past that isn't hers, and held captive by a man who both terrifies and inexplicably draws her, Le Xiao must navigate a modern world she doesn't understand, uncover the truth of her transmigration, and survive the dangerous secrets lurking beneath the surface. Will she find her way back, or is she destined to forge a new identity in this bewildering future?

The world was a crushing weight, a dark, watery prison. Le Xiao thrashed, her lungs burning, the silk of her qipao heavy with the pond's cold embrace. She remembered Lian-er's playful whisper, the blindfold, the sudden shove. There was no one. Only the indifferent gurgle of the water and the fading hope that her cousin would save her.

Then, darkness. A vast, echoing emptiness. And then, a searing pain, a blinding light, and a voice. Cold. Demanding.

"You're awake."

The words were strange, foreign, yet they pierced the fog of her pain. She tried to move, but her limbs felt like lead, her head throbbed with a relentless rhythm. What was this place? This cold, stark room? And who was this man, a towering figure with eyes like chips of ice, staring down at her with an intensity that made her very soul tremble?

Just Another Cliché Transmigration Story (JACTS)

Transmigration Modern Setting Naive Protagonist Amnesia Possessive Male Lead