Turning Transmigration on Its Head: Am I Not the Heroine?

I heard you transmigrated? Did your soul or your whole body go through? Me: My soul did, but I'm two years older than I was before I transmigrated. So, where did you end up? Me: A brothel, and I'd lost my virginity just a few hours earlier. That's a pretty clichéd setup. So, are you surrounded by handsome men? Me: Yes, but they all want to kill me. How would you describe the male lead? Me: He's twisted, terrifying, and sometimes goes insane... Do you have any special skills? Me: Butchering pigs and cleaning toilets. They're what keep me alive. What's your favorite food in ancient times? Me: Men's blood. I drink it every month. The author says it strengthens yin. I heard this story has a happy ending? Me: That's right. Everyone was happy after the author killed me off at the end. Could you tell us a little about this story? Me: I'm not the heroine, and everything that could go wrong has. I nearly got cut into pieces, and I've even scooped up manure, but... That's enough. I've decided not to read this story, pfft!!!! Author's monologue: If this story isn't good, may God turn me into a little dog!!! Reader: Is that really true? Heavens, I've finally found a good story! Author's monologue: Woof woof woof woof! Add this story to your favorites ★~Click here to add me to your favorites~★ Theme: