I have had a strong sense of luck since I was a child, and for the first time in my life I was unlucky, being affected by the aftermath of a battle with a great god. Not only was her body destroyed, but her soul was also dissipated. If the great god hadn't saved her a little bit of her true spirit in time, she would really have died.
But if we really want to say that she was unlucky this time, that's not entirely true. Because in order to save this poor little girl like her, the great god bound her to his subsystem, allowing her to go to various planes and counterattack in life for some people who have super merit but unexpectedly have bad luck.
Although her soul was incomplete, she had to rely on some golden fingers from the great god to complete the task, but she still had a lifespan far longer than that of ordinary people, and unexpectedly gained an unwavering love.
So sometimes, misfortune may be the beginning of happiness.