One day I found myself as the evil step-mother of the protagonist.  Marianne Tuvol Apollyon a stupid minor villain with no real purpose to the story besides being a nuisance. Yet, one day I found myself in the body of such a character who was destined to die after being used by the other, more important villains. Fortunately, fate had not abandoned me and granted me strength beyond the sensible limit of reason within this story.  I was supposed to die, the empire was supposed to fall, the main character was supposed take over my position as the head of the house... at least in the story. Everything would be different now; I'll let the empire fall, but I refuse to live the dull, predestined life of a character. I'll turn this entire story into a sandbox to create my own country and rule. The main character will be properly retrained to become my strongest servant.  I am Marianne Tuvol Apollyon.