Yayoi transmigrated!
In an alternate universe...
*Bamm!*
A truck crashed into a building.
"Hisss—" Yayoi subconsciously took a deep breath from the shock and cursed in her heart. The strong wind blasted her pretty, tomboyish face, hair fluttering.
'Motherfu*ker!!!'
Watching the wall of a building collapse in front, Yayoi stood motionless on the chaotic street, jaw-dropped, almost suffocating from the dust. She had just left the bookstore with the latest volume of her favorite book—then here come this scene—nearly got killed by a truck.
Possibly Isekai'd?
"Phew(What the f*ck)...That almost killed me... I'm safe, fortunately." Yayoi muttered to herself, swiping her sweat, feeling lucky and relieved all of a sudden.
But was this the end of the misfortune?
No.
Probably...
"Got you, little bitch!"
"Eh?"
Hearing that, Yayoi, the evil girl, was even more confused. There is a vivid 'Haah? Nani? What the f*ck do you mean?' looks on her adorable face.
Before she could even figure out the situation, the pile of debris bounced and rose an exaggerated tall silhouette. The truck transformed into a silly-looking mecha—it lunged at her with a powerful punch—sending her off to the road of ascension.
'Transformers?'
*Boomm!*
"Kyaaaaaaaaa~~~~"
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Then,
Somewhere in a different world, Long Aotian, a man in his mid-20s, 7 feet tall, big callus hands, broad shoulder, was desperately limping on the winding road, alone. He has sword-like eyebrows but a haggard appearance, an unkept beard, and messy long black hair.
Sound like a strong man. Well, maybe some would mistake him to be one, like some eccentric master who disdains the mortal world.
When speaking of the name Long Aotian, one might think of the image of a proud young master, the pride of heaven, either a chivalrous hero or a detestable villain. But of course, this domineering name is enough to get your head chopped and the entire clan executed if the imperial power were still at its peak.
But this Long Aotian...
What a disappointment!
He is nothing more than a down-and-out peasant in ragged clothes, living every day utterly dependent on alcohol, hanging out with prostitutes on his lucky day, cursing at the injustice of the world, and whining about the pain and misery of the past as if he is the only one suffering.
A useless waste.
Irredeemable.
"Ha...ha...ha...a little more... Hahaha, just you wait, I, Long Aotian, will kill every one of you. One day. One day... Definitely." Long Aotian's voice sounds exhausted. His whole body was littered with injuries, suffered from a heavy beating some time ago.
'Wasn't it just some petty debt? My bad luck, I lose the game, what big deal!'
Who knows much the local gambling den already earned from him, Long Aotian?
Them debt...
'That ungrateful bitch! What use are a few coins? If only she had listened and given me a little more money, I could have made a comeback today... Damn! Useless wench!'
Long Aotian's fists clenched tightly. Ever since he married, his life has become miserable. The more his body aches, the more he feels resentful toward his wife.
If only he had a little more money, he swore he could have easily won it all back. If he had won back the lost money, he could have cleared off all the debts and wouldn't have had to borrow more.
What an insensible woman!
What a pity and most wretched shame!
'I could have lived a life of luxury!'
"It's all because of her! I got beaten because of her! It's all because of her... Because of her... Now there is no way out anymore. Damn... Hahahaha..."
*Thud!*
After a miserable laugh, the light faded from Long Aotian's gloomy eyes. This is it. His limping figure came to a standstill, stopped struggling, and eventually fell to the mud as the last trace of life left his body.
He died.
However, a few minutes later, Long Aotian's dead body surprisingly rose again on its feet and was back to life with drumlike heartbeats. In that instant, his cloudy eyes become clear and bright!
A resurrection?
In a way, perhaps.
Just in time before the prelude of a new era of blood and war.
The same body but a different soul from a distant time and universe. The evil and perverted Demon Lord Yayoi silently comes to the world. Then, following her new body's instinct that was screaming for help, Yayoi subconsciously walked along the muddy road toward the nearby village with her f*cked-up leg and wounded body.
Half-conscious, her vision was blurry.
In her dream, Yayoi saw the silhouette of a woman frantically running toward herself.
'Oh? She was quite beautiful, slender waist, round and soft in some places. But excuse me, girl. Why are you hugging me so tight? Worried? Let me breathe, baby! Do we even know each other? But your hug feels good, though. Hug me more into your bosom! Wanna be my girlfriend? I'm not complaining!!!'
[Ding!]
[Your cheat system is activated.]
[Welcome to another world.]
[Your Status and Skill Panel are now available.]
'Dreaming? Who is speaking?'
Bewildered, Yayoi opened her eyes and woke up from her wet dream. She wanted to get up but was unable to. It hurts! While staring blankly at the ceiling, an unfamiliar sight, many fragmented memories that didn't seem to be her own, kept appearing in her mind.
'Excuse me, but who the f*ck is this Long Aotian? How dare you bully my wife?! Better not appear in front of me in your next life. What a trash-like bastard! What a cunt!'
She lamented internally.
Laying on the wooden bed, Yayoi sighed. She doesn't know how long she has passed out. With fresh injuries and bedsores, it's painful to even move a little.
A long time later, Yayoi calmed down after outlining her situation. Although the memories are fragmented, there are many clues.
It's just a little hard to accept how she was gender-bent and became a man after she crossed. In her previous life, she detested men, and the fact that this body belong to a pathetic bastard didn't help at all.
'Tut, tut!'
Sighing repeatedly, Yayoi soon accepted her fate and this new identity.
After all, life needs to have a little flavor.
Yayoi, she now he, named Long Aotian, gladly welcomed this new life. Moreover, the fact that he has a cheat system makes this whole situation much more acceptable. Ha! With a cheat, he is sure to rise. Can't complain. Otherwise, he might have to obediently live as a cripple with a maimed leg for the rest of his life.
This world is not safe!
'I'd say it's more like a bootleg version of the Three Kingdoms Era.' Yayoi think hard. 'Or maybe this is Romance of the Three Kingdoms? But what can I do with my pitiful knowledge? How frustrating! I want to conquer! World Domination!'
In this world, fierce generals with resourceful strategists dominate the battlefield making the sky lose its color, and the earth shattered. Then there are the likes of Taoist practitioners, Monks, and Mages, who practice the spiritual way. Many strive for fame and fortune, but few wander around the world to help the people, extinguishing ghosts and demons.
Roughly speaking, it's around the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
The old emperor is almost at the end of his flight, seduced by scheming evil eunuchs and letting them f*cked up the court.
The world is in chaos, and Yellow Turban Cultists are everywhere, looting and killing under the banner of righteousness. They called it the Yellow Sky! With the dying emperor losing the Mandate of Heaven due to his incompetence, the nation's fortune was greatly damaged, and natural disasters broke out everywhere.
Ghosts and evil spirits have become a rather common sight.
In this time of chaos, local warlords showed their ambition. Those cunts couldn't wait to split up the land and snatch all the beauties for themselves! A vast place over which roam men of power and endeavors.
The flame of war seethed all over the world, and people were miserable!
Everyone's starving.
The demon clan absorbs the evil of the human hearts, grievances, and resentments of all living beings, breaking through the seal of the old sages and crossing the barrier of the realm. They wriggled out from the depths of hell and reappeared in the world, making the turbulent era even more chaotic!