Mystique Soul: A Cultivator's Flame

In every being, a soul, a spirit, or a core, exists that tethers the consciousness into the solid plain. Witness as how a little spark from who was once a blazing flame, regained what once was lost.



"I died and..." grins "...that started my life"



What happens when an assassin transmigrated to a cultivation world?



They rise through a mountain of corpse to reach the skies.



But....



What of an assassin whose enemy turns out to be themselves?



A world where magic and cultivation co-exist?



People say "Keep moving forward".



What if the way forward, is to go back to where she begun?