I swear on the Transmigration God's reputation that I will become a competent Transmigration Bureau agent.
From the day my girlish heart first began to flutter until I became a Transmigration Bureau agent, I prayed to God to turn me into a Mary Sue.
But fate had other plans. When I finally transmigrated, I discovered I just wasn't cut out for it.
So, for no pay, I ended up working as a Transmigration Bureau agent under the Transmigration God.
Not everyone named Mary in English can become a Mary Sue,
just as not every god is any good.
I'm happy to hear criticism. If any characters seem out of character, please let me know.
The same goes for typos, so I don't mind being roasted.
Well, the subject matter is very novel~