In my third year trapped inside a novel, the emperor learned to watch livestreams—and struck up an online flirtation with a thirst-trap streamer.
He even promised her: “Come over to this world, and you can be my empress!”
“Remember, bring your body.
No possessing someone else’s.”
I took one look at her username, “Will Fly Anywhere in the Country,” and spent the night packing my escape bag.
People from the modern world were crawling with viruses.
One sneeze could wipe out the whole palace.
And this woman was a prostitute!