A modern homebody transmigrates through three thousand small worlds, binding herself to a System and taking on missions to save tragic, tyrannical male leads.
But why does everyone else get to be beautiful and powerful, while I don’t even get to have a human form?!
First life: tiny eight-legged spider versus a bloodthirsty tyrant
Second life: icy jade snake versus a demon king gone mad
Third life: little bird versus a swordsman who lives for his blade
Fourth life: ...
System, get out here! Do you know how scared I am of snakes? I worked so hard to cultivate a human form, only to end up right back where I started overnight.
I finally transmigrated into a human, only to lose my memories. In the end, I discovered a huge secret hidden behind everything. As it turned out, none of this was a coincidence.
