MTL - Magneto of Hyuga - Chapter 97

She, the world's chief doctor of the 21st century, the legendary overlord of the medical world, was killed and her soul transmigrated…She, the useless miss of the Windcloud Empire, was ugly, silly, and obsessed! She died in her own sister and fiancé's hands…When she reopened her eyes again, she had the soul of the strong but the body of the weak…When she became her, her fate would be rewritten and a miracle would appear…This was a story of a two-faced person meeting another two-faced person. With pure hearts, they would end up together.

Promise transmigrated to the TYPE-MOON world and became one of the students of Waver Velvet at the Clock Tower.But a dream must eventually come to an end.Upon waking from a night's sleep, he recalled his identity as a transmigrator and also discovered his golden finger.A Heroic Spirit Class Card.It can take Promise to different eras, and by leaving behind corresponding legends, he can ultimately ascend to the Throne of Heroes!He thus travelled to ancient Greek mythology and Norse mythology.Promise: “I heard after death, you can ascend to the Throne of Heroes. What are you waiting for, come on, kill me!”(PS: This book is not a traditional simulator story; its content mainly revolves around the Age of Gods, hence the Age of Gods is a long narrative!I didn't use TYPE-MOON in the title as it was already too large)

When I opened my eyes, I found my soul synced into the popular dating sim game, ‘Midnight’! And although I was clearly one of the female protagonists, I possessed the body of Evenes Harin, the saint who is treated like a trivial extra. What’s worse is that I must pursue one of the five male love interests and see it through to a happy ending in order to complete the game.

Having attended the triple combo of an all-girls middle school, high school, and university wasn’t enough of a debuff, having unintentionally put up an iron defense, I’ve been in ‘forever alone’ mode for 25 years. On top of that, I’ve possessed the Saint seldom played due to her atrociously difficult route! This life is screwed up, and I’m sure of it.

Once, I really wanted to hang out at Hogwarts, living a life of eating and dying, picking up girls, provoking professors, and violating school rules to find excitement.

If you’re in a bad mood, beat Voldemort; if you’re in a good mood, beat Voldemort; if you’re in a bad mood, sorry, Voldemort, I’ll beat you anyway!

Dumbledore, do you need me to twist your nose back for you, although it will hurt a bit.

Professor Snape, you are a good person, um, I said this very seriously.

Others, don’t mind me summarizing you with an ellipsis?

………………

Later, I grew up…

Then, I can’t find a way back anymore…

I would like to write this article to commemorate me or our lost youth. I think of running under the sunset that day…

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