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Thrown Into A New World: Let The Punishment Begin!

What do you think would happen when a mean and cranky bitch was suddenly thrown into a new world with no fault of her own? At least that is what she chose to believe. A new world where she would be dubbed as a “Villainess". The hardest to impress and scariest judge on the national talent search show, ‘The Dreamer’ had now transmigrated to an old historical world.  One with no internet, no cell phone and worst of all no women's rights!  A strong-willed woman who had an opinion about everything was now stuck in a land where her thoughts did not matter. Not only did she have to live her new life, adapting and mending her ways to survive in this world but also she had to do it in the body of a mere child? ------ "You think that by dropping me in this backward ass world, I'm going to approve of your work?" A young Yvonne yelled as she stared at the bright morning sky. "Dream on!" She flipped her middle finger and walked away with her head held high. The God watching her from high up in the sky almost puked blood when he saw her disrespectful actions. 'Looks like my punishment wasn't enough!' He growled causing the clouds to darken and thunder to rumble in the skies. ____ Years later, "Just be a good girl and follow everything he says. You will belong to him after all." Said the woman who sat by her side, gently caressing her hands.  'What did this lady just say? Hmph... Yvonne St. Claire belongs to no one!'  Though her thoughts were rebellious, she still submissively nodded her head in agreement.  'Let's see who will belong to whom!' Yvonne lowered her head to hide the sparks of fury in her eyes. --- Come, witness Yvonne’s journey as she strives hard to dodge the obstacles that stand in her way of leading a normal and peaceful life. But will she be able to succeed when the heavens, particularly a certain God has different plans for her?

ObsidianOrbs · Fantasy
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Yvonne's Observations

When Yvonne opened her eyes once again, she found herself back in the picnic spot where she had fallen asleep.

Raising her hand, she glanced at her tiny hand and wriggled her stubby fingers.

Those long and slender fingers she had seen before were gone and so was the palm print from the slap she had seen and felt before.

Staring at her hand was something she had learned to do which helped her differentiate between the dreams she saw and the reality she lived each day.

Over the past many months, she had seen numerous such dreams which depicted the daily life of 'Yvonne' from the script.

She could feel everything that 'Yvonne' felt at that given time and also could hear her inner thoughts.

Most of these dreams were like an out-of-body experience for her.

This was due to the fact that while she was witnessing Yvonne's life in the script, she could also see what was happening around her.