A Journey Through Worlds

The protagonist has no romance. This is a slow-paced travelogue about life, with slow transmigration, and the protagonist mostly relies on herself.

There are so many elements in this story that I no longer know how to sum it up in a rough blurb. My writing is poor, so I recommend listening to the first twenty chapters as an audiobook, or you might not be able to get through them. I guess this has become an ensemble cast story. Who knows how I ended up writing it this way? How many times have I changed this blurb now?

One more thing: I have a small ambition. I want to try making the story thought-provoking and see if I can pull it off.

Longing is a medicine that eats away at the soul. Sometimes it fills you with happiness, and sometimes it leaves you in unbearable pain. As long as we live, we cannot help forming bonds with other living beings.

Mo Xingzhu has always found it hard to accept partings. Perhaps it's because most farewells are sorrowful or filled with regret. Whatever the reason, she has never been able to accept them with equanimity.

If only there could be a peaceful ending. Separated by life and death, old friends are hard to meet again.

Her memories became her treasure, and also the deepest traces left upon her. She wants to choose her own ending, asking only for release.

First world: Senhai Realm. Study, adventure, and another setback.

World 2: A land buried in yellow sand. She becomes a soldier, then eventually a stand-in empress. (Not written yet.)

World 3: Cultivation and reform. She observes the various paths, becomes half a cultivator to protect herself, and later finds a kindred spirit who helps her understand her deepest longing. (Not written yet. Mostly because I have no motivation or money!)

...The other worlds are a secret.