Quick Transmigration: Where Fate Begins and Ends

White hair mourns the falling flowers. The headstrong passion of youth is all in the past.

Before the passage of time, we are as tiny as dust, powerless to do anything.

“Isn't it ridiculous? They worship and pray to the gods every day, but when have the gods ever given them anything in return?”

“Sometimes it's not that the gods haven't seen them. Sometimes even the gods are powerless.”

“Someday, I'll become a god revered by all!”

“I never make empty boasts.”

“Life is fleeting. Why throw yours away? So many people would do anything for another chance to live.”

“Perhaps living is just too painful. I want to leave.”

A heart devoted to kindness is already the best repayment one can offer this world.

“So this is what you call devotion?”

“It's just longing.”

“Stop struggling. No matter how powerful you were in life, once you're dead, you're nothing.”

Theme: Watch the splendor of others fade, and reflect on the dreamlike brevity of your own life.

Notes:

1. This isn't a conventional quick transmigration story. I just wanted to write a story of my own.

2. This isn't a sweet romance. It's a tragic ending, so please don't complain if it's not your thing.

3. I haven't read many novels, and my writing isn't particularly good.

4. The first few chapters may be a little slow. Please be patient and keep reading.