My name is Qian. Unfortunately, I was forced to come to this world.
Other people transmigrate and become invincible heroes. I transmigrate and get chased around by people trying to kill me, thrown in an otherworldly prison, used as a blood bag, and pinned against a wall by villains who choke me.
The one bit of good news: there's a dragon living in my right arm, the all-knowing kind.
The not-so-good news: he's even nastier than I am.
"Old Dragon, I'm about to get beaten to death."
"You deserve it."
"Can't you wish me a little luck?"
"No."
I don't have any grand ambitions. Find my AI butler, find my mom, and find somewhere nobody's trying to kill me so I can live a quiet life.
But it seems like the whole world is standing in my way.
So I guess I'll just have to beat up everyone who's blocking my path.
(Though right now, I can't beat anyone.)
