Introduction: Have you heard of this thing called plot armor? The thing where falling off a cliff gives you an inheritance, and wounds to the heart are good for you. That is the power of Story. That is the power I want. The power I need to survive.I had the luck to transmigrate into a side character. Not the good kind where I was born rich and could enjoy life. I got the kind where my father thinks of me only as a tool, and where my brother wants to kill me.If I continued like this, I would die just like in the original story. And I could not have that. I had to fight back, use what I knew to get ahead. I needed plot armor.And I knew just how to get it....