I Transmigrated, So Why Shouldn't I Do Whatever I Want?

[No System, Transmigration, Xuanhuan, First Person]

I gazed up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle. Blue sky, white clouds, the sun shining high above. The sun, the sun! Why is the sun a semicircle?

I had no choice but to accept the fact that I had transmigrated.

But now that I'd transmigrated, why shouldn't I do whatever I wanted?

Ascend to immortality, look down on the heavens, career, romance, romance, romance, romance...

Mwahahahahahaha...