I transmigrated three times.
At first, I was just an ordinary high school student.
On my first transmigration, I became a light-element mage in a Western fantasy world.
On my second transmigration, I was tested and found to have 3S-level mental power in a spacefaring era.
On my last transmigration, which is to say, now, I arrived in a world overrun by ghosts and monsters.
Of course, none of that is the point. The point is that after transmigrating so many times, my frail body can't withstand my overly powerful soul, so I look sickly and weak.
And because the ghosts and monsters covet my spiritual energy, they keep coming to my door, since I'm delicate and easy to push over (laughs).
Theme: Humor
