A Hundred Lives

I had a dream. The dream was very long. In the dream, I became a different person, living a different life. I felt that this was not a dream, but my previous life, a variety of lives, in various forms. Let you take a look at my countless lives and countless experiences. Why is there such an old soul attached to the body of an eighteen-year-old boy? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.