The Apocalypse Powerhouse Goes on a Rampage in the Imperial Palace

An apocalypse powerhouse becomes a little princess in ancient times, and she's maxed out from the start.

Her spatial storage is stocked with nuclear warheads, her psychic power blankets the imperial palace, and she can summon a lightning tribulation at will. Too bad she's stuck in a baby's body and can't even beat her third imperial brother to the pastries in the imperial kitchen.

Every one of her imperial brothers is a tsundere who says one thing and means another. Her eldest brother sternly lectures her about a princess's dignity, then stays up half the night doing her homework for her. Her second brother declares that women should be virtuous rather than talented, then sneaks a concealed dagger into her swaddling clothes the very next day.

A hundred and eight hidden guards lurk in the shadows. From the moment she opened her eyes, her father assigned them to be her personal playthings. Shadow One has it worst. When she was three, she pointed at the imperial garden and said, “Dig.” He and his men dug through half the palace, all to bury a seed she'd seen in a dream, one marked with strange symbols.

Later, she finds a young man in a corner of the Cold Palace.

He's been beaten half to death, but his eyes are as fierce as a wolf's in the apocalypse. She offers him a pastry. He bites into it, but keeps his eyes fixed on the hidden guards behind her. “They can protect you. So can I.”

She just smiles without saying a word.

After all, the poor boy doesn't know that the little princess he's risking his life to protect once perished alongside billions of zombies in her previous life.

[An overpowered expert starts from scratch raising a child, and takes down scumbags along the way]

[The hidden guards do the work, not romance; the tsundere imperial brothers all come around]

[She protects him as he grows up, and he helps her turn the world upside down]

Hey, hostage prince, I'm talking to you. Don't bite my bottle!