Darkness' Touch

Darkness' Touch
Annie, a sharp-witted genius, finds her meticulously crafted 'perfect' life brutally shattered when a tragic accident transports her into the body of Avanaveronica 'Avy' Arkwright – the despised villainess of a novel she'd casually dismissed as 'crap.' Now, with a new identity, a powerful family, and a destiny she never chose, Annie must navigate a world of magic and intrigue, defying the predetermined path of a spoiled antagonist. Can she rewrite Avy's fate and carve her own legend, or will she succumb to the dark narrative of 'Light and Radiance'?

The persistent, rhythmic hum of a flatline echoed, a sound Annie knew intimately from her late-night research sessions, though never quite like this. Her eyes, or what felt like her eyes, fluttered open to an unfamiliar opulence. Silken sheets, heavy velvet drapes, and the scent of exotic flowers replaced the sterile, familiar scent of her own lab.

"My lady! Please open your eyes!" A voice, unfamiliar yet frantic, cut through the haze. Annie groaned, the pain in her back a dull throb, a stark contrast to the emptiness where her chest should have been.

She was lying on a cold, hard floor. Disoriented, she managed to crack her eyelids open. An unfamiliar, worried face hovered above her, a maid's uniform framing a countenance etched with concern.

"Ugh… my back," she managed, the words feeling foreign on her tongue. The world swam, a kaleidoscope of dark wood and unfamiliar faces, before the encroaching darkness claimed her once more.