When I’m finally in the Jester’s form, my entire body awakens.


My mind feels fresh, new, filled with everything I’ve missed over the past two thousand years.


At first, I was worried that this girl would put up a fight, but she's merely a weak human. Her body feels frail as I take a step forward, then another. I can hear her mind screaming at me to stop controlling her movements, to stop crushing her soul, but I refuse to give that voice any more than a glimpse of my attention.


I own her now.


When I glimpse the snowy mountaintops ahead, I inhale a deep breath of cool, wintry air. This is something I enjoyed long ago. Freshly fallen snow and frost glittering beneath my boots. Snowflakes captured on my tongue like candy. It was so, so long ago, before I even called myself Empress.


But here I am, in all my pain and glory. And here I will stay. I vow with all my being to take back what is mine. My title, my throne, my Underworld. I vow to make the world right again.


Let the chaos begin.



END OF PROLOGUE



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