After I Took My Own Life, the System Granted Me Eternal Life

Fantasy, eternal life, invincible.

Eternal life is no blessing, and rebirth is no gift.

They are curses.

At least, that's what I used to think.

As time goes by, more and more of the past becomes memory.

Only then did I realize

that so-called immortality is merely an ability that comes with certain limits on life.

What truly confines me, what truly keeps me from leaving this world,

is hope.

Hope is the curse that makes me struggle endlessly between life and death.