MTL - I Have Signed in at the Academy for 80 Years, and I Am Invincible in the World - Chapter 9 Rolling

Once feared as the Queen of Shadows, Eydis now faces her greatest humiliation: high school.Stripped of her magic, her kingdom, and (most insultingly) her dignity, she’s stuck in the body of a weak, whiny teenager with no power, no allies, and no money. And her terrifying familiars? Complicated. Her new greatest adversary? The Maths teacher.And we certainly can’t forget about that giant, pulsating eye watching from the heavens (debatable), ominously known as… The Eye… (I know, right?) that threatens to tear apart her new reality.But one thing Eydis hasn’t forgotten: shadows always trail after you.The real question is whether she’ll stand in them once more as their queen… or be swallowed by them, piece by piece.“Royal Reboot: Level Up, Your Majesty!” - a comedic dark fantasy where nothing is as it seems and every choice could be her last.A/N: Action/Romance/Slice of Life/LGBTQChapter updates weekly, weakly.While the story has a comedic undertone, darker themes are presented.

Transmigrated into the book as a cannon fodder female supporting role, the ex-wife of the male lead who hasn't divorced yet. Gu Fuqiao just wants to say no!

[Congratulations! You’ve unlocked the Dimensional Motel System.][First Mission: A runaway princess—hailed as the most beautiful in the land is being hunted by her step-mother. She was originally headed to the dwarves’ cottage, but the System has rerouted her to your motel instead.][Protect her. Win her trust. And if you manage to woe her, you’ll earn her Affection Points.][Bonus Mission: Sleep with her evil stepmother to unlock more reward]'What kind of weird mission is this? And why does this story sound way too familiar?'

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.