In the mortal world stands a bridge, though no one knows where it leads.
It appears once every hundred years, and carries a soul across once every thousand.
I ask with a smile, whom does this bridge carry? Heaven knows, but it will not say.
This is the Rainbow Crossing, carrying souls and sorrow alike.
Transmigration is no hard thing; you just need someone with a heart.
Three young women, once carefree and empty-headed, transmigrate to another world. They thrive there, yet are also left covered in scars. After all they’ve been through, they become people of flesh and blood. Some bleed, while others put on weight.
What about palace intrigue? What about tragic immortal romances? What about youthful ambition? What about sisters turning against each other? If it doesn’t belong, it won’t appear.
There’s nothing you can imagine that I can’t write, only things I can’t get down on the page today.
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