Breaking the plot's chain

The chain broke the moment I stepped into the road.

One second, I was Anita Voss-CEO, perfectionist, pressure-hardened daughter of ambition.
The next, I was flying through the air, blood soaking my blouse, a black cat trembling in my arms.

I always imagined I'd die big.
With flashing lights. Headlines. A legacy wrapped in gold.
Instead, I died for a creature no one would remember but me.

And that should've been the end.
But fate doesn't know when to quit.

Turns out, I was never the main character

Now I've woken up in a world stitched with wood, stars, and magic.
With talking cats who remember, a silver-haired god who smirks like he knows all the spoilers,
and a new name whispered into my bones: Vespera.

another me,Different rules.
Except this time, I'm not going down without rewriting a few pages.
The plot still wants me dead?
Let it try.

I'm not here to play a role anymore.
I'm here to break the plot's chain.