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#REINCARNATION
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SURVIVAL
#HISTORICAL
#SWEETLOVE
#FIRSTLOVE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#SWEET
#DETAILED
#SERIOUS

Butterflies and Pins

On a special day when it is said that spirits come to visit the living, eighteen year-old Kim Yoon-Yi gets sent into the past. Year 1452 is a year of turmoil. At the Joseon court the King, a Prince and Ministers battle for power. Neither wants to give in, using whatever means possible to best each other. There is nothing one wouldn't be willing to do when a single wrong step can mean either great success or swift demise. While young Yoon-Yi learns to adapt and survive in this new and dangerous environment, she finds a bond that is stronger than time itself: love. For her it was a first love born in the past, for him it is something he cherishes in the present. But what about the future? Will Yoon-Yi's presence in that age trigger unfathomable changes, or will destiny follow its course unhindered? * This is a work of fiction. Some elements are historically accurate, while others, such as certain timelines, events and characters, have been adapted in order to fit the storyline. If you wish to share your opinion on this book, don't feel shy and drop a comment or a message. My discord is Raksha1#2597 The artwork for the cover has been commissioned from artist MagBya ^.^ (Instagram: @mag_bya) Discord server: https://discord.gg/R3AybhzGxT

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#REINCARNATION
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SURVIVAL
#HISTORICAL
#SWEETLOVE
#FIRSTLOVE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#SWEET
#DETAILED
#SERIOUS

Chapter 46

Upon the contact, Kim Jong-Seo staggered on his feet and the enemy's weapon slashed at his right shoulder. The general moved sideways and brought his own sword up, trying to catch the enemy, but it was too late. His right arm became limp and blood gushed out of the wound in thick streams.

With another brutal attack, the masked man threw Kim Jong-Seo to the ground. The general felt the air leaving his lungs as his body made contact with the forest floor, and he dropped the sword. It fell with a loud clanging noise and remained half a meter away from his fingers. He looked up and saw the figure of the masked man looming over him, his eyes glinting viciously.

"How does it feel to lose, old man?" he asked, bending down to get closer to Kim Jong-Seo's face. His voice sounded vicious and cold, like icy shards.