Another world. Rebirth.

You died. Yes, it's that simple. Not heroic, not beautiful—just an ordinary day, you were walking home, listening to music, and reading your favorite novel on your phone. Remember? The one where the evil princess falls in love with the cold prince from the neighboring kingdom. You were rereading it for the third time already, you knew the plot practically by heart.

And then - the light of headlights. One moment. Your phone slipped out of your hands. Silence.

You thought this was the end.

But you woke up.

You opened your eyes and saw a ceiling painted in gold. Heavy velvet curtains, a marble floor, silk sheets under your fingers… You're not at home. You are in the body of Princess Celestia von Elwein.

Yes, yes, the one from the novella. Cold, selfish, capricious—the girl the entire palace feared. She was like an icy rose: beautiful, yet scorchingly evil. The servants trembled at the sight of her, no one dared contradict her. Even though she could hit, humiliate, or kick out anyone—she got away with it. She was the king's daughter.

But that's not the worst thing. You know the plot. You know what happens next.

Celestia is madly in love with Prince Leonel—the cold, calculating, and unapproachable heir to a powerful empire. He's as handsome as something out of a snowy fairy tale, yet utterly emotionless. He's never paid any attention to her. And soon, at the royal ball, he'll have to publicly humiliate her, rejecting her in front of everyone.

And then – collapse. Scandal. Shame. Then came the war. Then... death.

But now you are Celestia. You are in her body. You are in her world. And you're not going to live according to her scenario.

Let everyone be afraid? Excellent. Let Leonel think you're still the same, weak, obsessed with him? Great. Let him try to catch up with you now.

You remember everything. You know how it should have been. But you will not allow yourself to be destroyed.

Now it's your story. And you're going to rewrite it.

You died. Yes, it's that simple. Not heroic, not beautiful—just an ordinary day, you were walking home, listening to music, and reading your favorite novel on your phone. Remember? The one where the evil princess falls in love with the cold prince from the neighboring kingdom. You were rereading it for the third time already, you knew the plot practically by heart.

And then - the light of headlights. One moment. Your phone slipped out of your hands. Silence.

You thought this was the end.

But you woke up.

You opened your eyes and saw a ceiling painted in gold. Heavy velvet curtains, a marble floor, silk sheets under your fingers… You're not at home. You are in the body of Princess Celestia von Elwein.

Yes, yes, the one from the novella. Cold, selfish, capricious—the girl the entire palace feared. She was like an icy rose: beautiful, yet scorchingly evil. The servants trembled at the sight of her, no one dared contradict her. Even though she could hit, humiliate, or kick out anyone—she got away with it. She was the king's daughter.

But that's not the worst thing. You know the plot. You know what happens next.

Celestia is madly in love with Prince Leonel—the cold, calculating, and unapproachable heir to a powerful empire. He's as handsome as something out of a snowy fairy tale, yet utterly emotionless. He's never paid any attention to her. And soon, at the royal ball, he'll have to publicly humiliate her, rejecting her in front of everyone.

And then – collapse. Scandal. Shame. Then came the war. Then... death.

But now you are Celestia. You are in her body. You are in her world. And you're not going to live according to her scenario.

Let everyone be afraid? Excellent. Let Leonel think you're still the same, weak, obsessed with him? Great. Let him try to catch up with you now.

You remember everything. You know how it should have been. But you will not allow yourself to be destroyed.

Now it's your story. And you're going to rewrite it.