The Tyrant's Light
Prologue and Character Introduction
Jiang Xinyi was never the type to beg for life. When betrayal struck, and she lay bleeding out, she felt nothing but cold acceptance.
Then she heard the voice. “Do you regret it?”
She smirked. “I regret nothing.”
But when she wakes up, she is no longer Jiang Xinyi. She is An Yue, a forgotten heiress in a modern romance novel. In the original story, An Yue existed only to be trampled over—a weak pawn in a game bigger than her.
Too bad. Xinyi doesn’t play by the rules.
Then she meets Li Zhen. The novel’s most powerful figure. A man so feared that even his enemies don’t dare whisper his name.
The world sees an untouchable legend, a tyrant who bends reality to his will.
But the moment she meets his gaze, she realizes the truth: this man is already dead inside.
And for the first time in her two lifetimes, she finds something worth fighting for.
An Yue (Jiang Xinyi) – The Reborn Queen
A once-feared strategist, now trapped in the body of a powerless heiress.
Cold, logical, and utterly fearless—she refuses to live as a side character.
The only person who looks into Li Zhen’s golden eyes and sees the emptiness beneath the power.
She doesn’t pity him. She doesn’t coddle him. She forces him to feel again.
Li Zhen – The Tyrant Who Wanted to Disappear
The world sees him as ruthless, untouchable, a god in a suit.
In truth, he is drowning in exhaustion—powerful, yes, but numb.
He has planned his exit from this world meticulously, down to the final day.
No one knows. No one suspects.
Until An Yue looks at him—not with fear, not with awe, but with quiet, unrelenting recognition.
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Chapter 1: Awakening
[A heavy, suffocating weight pressing down.]
[A voice. Low. Unfamiliar.]
Jiang Dungi (past fl)
Regret?
[She forces her eyes open. The world is blurred, distant. Something feels… wrong.]
Jiang Dungi (past fl)
I regret nothing.
[The pain hits her first.]
[A sharp, blinding ache in her skull. Her body feels foreign, too light, too delicate. The scent of antiseptic fills her lungs.]
[The ceiling above is unfamiliar. White walls. A hospital room. The distant beep of a heart monitor.]
[A rush of memories floods in.]
[That’s not right. These aren’t her memories.]
[A different life. A different name.]
[A forgotten heiress. A girl who faded into the background while her family stripped away everything that should have been hers.]
[She was weak. Powerless. A pawn to be sacrificed.]
Jiang Xinyi—no, An Yue— lets out a slow breath.
[A second chance. A different world. A weaker body, but the same mind.]
[They expect her to remain a pawn.]
[She will become a queen.]
[A nurse steps in, startled to see her awake.]
Nurse
Miss An Yue! You’re awake! I’ll call the doctor immediately—
[The nurse hesitates. Something in her tone makes her pause.]
An yue (fl)
How long was I unconscious?
Nurse
Two weeks, Miss An. You were in an accident
An yue (fl)
And my family?
[The nurse shifts uncomfortably.]
Nurse
Your cousin visited… once.
[A wry smile curves An Yue’s lips.]
[She already knows the truth.]
[They wrote her off. Left her to die.]
[If they don’t want her… she will make them regret it.]
[Later, when the doctor finishes his examination and leaves, An Yue sits in silence.]
[The memories of this body settle in. The betrayal. The dismissal. The way her name was erased from the family records, as if she never existed.]
[She exhales slowly, adjusting to the weight of it all.]
[A new world. A new game.]
Chapter 2: You Thought I Was Dead?
[Thick. Suffocating. Laced with disbelief.]
[An Yue steps into the grand dining hall like she owns it. Because she does.]
An jianhong (fl dad)
[Voice sharp, controlled.] You— [His grip tightens around his glass.]
[He stops. Because the daughter he discarded should be rotting in a grave.]
An yue (fl)
[Slow smirk.] What’s wrong, Father? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.
[A knife to the gut would’ve been kinder.]
[The reactions are delicious.]
[Uncle An Zheng, the power-hungry snake, looks like he’s about to choke on his wine.]
[Cousin An Meilin, the fake, sits frozen, her nails digging into her palm.]
[Half-brother An Chengwei, the spoiled brat, stares in open shock—because he was supposed to inherit everything.]
An yue (fl)
[Mock disappointment.] No warm welcome? No tears of joy?
An yue (fl)
[Clicks tongue.] And here I thought family was everything.
[Silence. Bitter. Ashen. A family reunion dipped in venom.]
An Meilin (fl cousin)
[Spits out, venomous.] How are you alive?
An yue (fl)
[Laughs. Low. Dangerous.] Surprised? Did you think I’d stay buried just because you wanted me gone?
[Meilin flinches. An Zheng's jaw clenches. Chengwei grips his fork like it’s a weapon.]
[They wanted her erased. Forgotten. A bad memory swept under the rug.]
An yue (fl)
I don’t die so easily.
An jianhong (fl dad)
[Cold. Dismissive.] Why are you here?
An yue (fl)
You’re right. Let’s get to the point. [She strides forward—slow, deliberate. Then—she pulls out a chair at the head of the table.]
[The air turns razor-sharp.]
An jianhong (fl dad)
[Steel-edged.] That is not your seat.
An yue (fl)
[Smirks, tilting her head.] Neither was my inheritance, but that didn’t stop you from handing it over to them. [A lazy wave at her uncle and cousin.]
[A hit. A clean strike. Zheng stiffens. Meilin’s face twists in fury.]
An yue (fl)
[Leaning forward, elbows on the table.] So… let’s talk.
[They expected a weak girl, crawling back for scraps.]
[A ghost who crawled out of her grave—ready to set the world on fire.]
An jianhong (fl dad)
[Flat. Dismissive.] You have no place in this family anymore.
[The final rejection, spoken like a death sentence.]
[It would’ve shattered the old An Yue.]
An yue (fl)
[Laughs. Soft. Amused.] Cute.
[She leans back, crossing one leg over the other—effortless dominance.]
An yue (fl)
But I don’t recall asking for permission.
[The weight of her words drops like a bomb.]
[They’re not in control anymore.]
An yue (fl)
Here’s how this is going to work.
An yue (fl)
I still own 30% of An Corporation.
[Zheng’s eyes widen. Meilin’s fingers twitch. Chengwei looks like he’s seen a ghost.]
An yue (fl)
Which means I can walk into any board meeting and rip your little empire apart.
[Silence. Thick. Charged.]
An yue (fl)
Unless, of course… [She tilts her head, all mock innocence.] You give me what’s mine.
[They thought they buried her.]
[She came back to dig their graves instead.]
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