(No male lead) (The heroine's values are reasonably normal, more or less) (Unhinged story) (Decisive killing, maybe?)
What? I transmigrated?
What? I'm not the only transmigrator?
What? This world is getting transmigrated to pieces?
There are two suns in the sky. One is the Primordial God of Light; the other is a transmigrator trying to steal the authority over light.
Wait, senior, you're that powerful?!
The helpless and bewildered Atalanta cried out in shock. jpg
In this world full of transmigrators, Atalanta, the only one without a golden finger, angrily raised her middle finger at the sky.
