It Makes Sense to Dominate the Magical World with Just One Move

Standing before you are: the bard of Westeros, the court musician of the Seven Kingdoms, the battlefield singer, the singer of the Seven Gods, the adventurer of the entire map, the magic prophet, the information peddler... ahem—and of course, in the past, there were also: the vulgar harpist of the Peach Inn, the doggerel poet of Blacksmith Street, the jester of the Red Keep, the wandering singer of the King's Road, the soul singer of the Brotherhood... [After sunrise, flip a gold dragon coin] [Heads up, receive four pieces of information] [Tails up, receive a random poem] […] What, my ultimate goal? — Fame? A golden dragon? A title? A noblewoman's love? ... Damn it! I just want to improve, to "survive"! P.S. This book is also known as: Soul Transmigration is Soul Transmigration, what the hell is Seven-String Tom?!