CompletedBad news: I was blown up and died.
Good news: I transmigrated.
Good news: I met my long-deceased white moonlight, who also transmigrated.
Bad news: We are now siblings.
Good news: I became the legitimate daughter of a Marquis's estate; I can just lie flat!
Bad news: It's a matriarchal world.
How can life be perfectly defined as good or bad? After all, death is not the end; forgetting is. Living a good life is the ultimate way! This is a daily, warm-hearted story.