Summary
I transmigrated as the vicious Female Supporting Character, living in constant fear for hundreds of years. When I woke up, it was two hundred years later.
Two hundred years later, the Plot had completely collapsed. I had fallen into darkness, turned evil, and humiliated the unattainable Senior Brother hundreds and thousands of times.
Senior Brother was hung naked from the beam, his body covered in miserable whip marks, white hair cascading down like a crumbling jade mountain.
What a harmonious scene. I might as well just die…