Kill the Transmigrator

Summary

At the Harvest Moon Gala, as music and light filled the palace, an unknown woman suddenly proclaimed, "The titans of old are dust, mythic empires rust... Legendary heroes are but shadows, while true glory burns in our time!"

I nearly choked on my tea.

I wanted to shake her—"Sister, wake up! This is a fictional world. No Roman Emperors, no Greek heroes, no Genghis Khan. See the reality!"

The hall fell silent. Nobles exchanged baffled glances. The Emperor chuckled awkwardly, lost for words.

Fifi Meadows stood smugly, hip cocked as if awaiting applause.