Transmigration To My Hated Novel

Elise, a modern woman, finds herself trapped within the cliché pages of 'The Lazy Lucky Princess,' a novel she despises. Now a child in this unfamiliar world, she must navigate its dangers and confront the shocking truth of her connection to the very plot she loathes. Can she survive, change destiny, and unravel the secrets of her transmigration before the story consumes her?

Transmigration To My Hated Novel

Elise, a modern woman, finds herself trapped within the cliché pages of 'The Lazy Lucky Princess,' a novel she despises. Now a child in this unfamiliar world, she must navigate its dangers and confront the shocking truth of her connection to the very plot she loathes. Can she survive, change destiny, and unravel the secrets of her transmigration before the story consumes her?

The world around me shimmered, then solidified into something both familiar and utterly alien. Sunlight streamed through a window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air, but the room itself was a child’s nursery, all soft pastels and carved wooden toys. A wave of nausea washed over me, a dizzying echo of a life I’d left behind.

My small hands, tiny and unblemished, reached up to touch my face. The skin was smooth, unlined, and belonged to someone impossibly young. A quick glance at the ornate, gilded mirror across the room confirmed my worst fears: a child’s reflection stared back, wide-eyed and bewildered.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me!” I muttered, my voice a childish squeak that felt utterly foreign. The words echoed in the sudden silence of the room, starkly out of place. This wasn't some dream. This was real. And I was trapped in the very novel I despised: 'The Lazy Lucky Princess'.