One person transmigrating is a tragedy. Six people transmigrating together means six tragedies. Six people transmigrating without knowing the others have done so is a monumental tragedy.
So what about six introverts transmigrating...
[Transmigration System generated. Host, make connections with the heroes of every faction.]
Heaven wants me dead. Socializing has always been hard.
A sect called the Wordless Sect suddenly appeared in the cultivation world, founded by six people who seemed to have no connection to one another.
No one knew what they were after.
But it didn't take long for new members to realize something was off.
Why did the peak masters call one another siblings despite not being related? Why could they always invent strange toys? Why did they keep saying things no one could understand?
"Just think of us as celestial beings who descended from heaven."
"Let's cherish our chance meeting."
A wandering swordsman with nowhere to call home, a phantom thief burdened with his clan's mission, a merfolk who had suffered constant abuse...
If you don't mind my humble little patch of land, why not come find a place to stay?
"I recall drinking on the bridge at Wuqiao, where most of those gathered were heroes."
Content warnings: Six people transmigrate at once. Ensemble cast, no romance. Different stories unfold from different perspectives.
A light, amateurish style, so just enjoy the ride~
Theme: Every meeting is fate, so cherish the chance to meet. Life is all about one word: "adventure."
