[Crossover] I Always Soar at the Edge of Certain Death

Also known as: "Wait, let me explain! I'm really not the kind of person you think I am!"

I wrote an angst-filled story and was cursed by my readers.

Then, in a stroke of bad luck, I got tangled up in transmigration.

Completing missions led to the tragic achievement of making me kill myself.

I borrowed a kiss and, unfortunately, got burned.

Nothing comes easily. How can this be easy?

I was a fine young woman, so why did I have to go and get myself killed?

These missions are such a pain, making all sorts of people bend over backward.

Rong Yi: Please, give me a normal mission. I just want to be a quiet, beautiful girl _(°ω°"∠)_

#This is the story of an angst writer who receives so many blades from readers that they curse her into completing missions and winning over targets. #

A few things to know before reading ^_^:

※ This is a wish-fulfillment story, with all kinds of wish fulfillment and no logic. Just enjoy it. If you take it seriously, you lose →_→

※ The male lead hasn't been decided. Whoever has the highest affection rating gets the role ←_←

※ The pacing speeds up and slows down, and there are lots of worlds.

※ There are heaps of personal inventions, and characters may be out of character. Stay if you like it; if you don't, please click the X. No verbal attacks, snark, flame wars, or trolling =)