In his twilight years, he looks back on his life and can't think of a single thing worth celebrating. Gazing at the sky outside the window, he wishes with all his heart that Heaven would let him start over. As he sits there thinking, he gradually falls asleep. When he wakes up and opens his eyes again, his vision feels so clear, no longer blurred like before. Unable to believe it's real, he raises a hand to rub his eyes, but the moment he sees it, he freezes. His hand has gotten smaller. This can't be real. He can't believe it, so he slaps himself hard. It hurts! It's real. He's been reborn!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
