My name is Nasuji, which means "puppy" in Manchu.
During my daily breaks, I always fantasize about how I can help the prince succeed in usurping the throne, marry Princess, and reach the pinnacle of life.
Until that day on the training ground, a Qing soldier's spear pierced my body.
I was reborn nine times in ten years, and tried to rebel, escape, and even assassinate the emperor.
Every time I open my eyes, I am still emptying the shit bucket in the palace.
Nowadays, I am a numb middle-aged uncle who only laughs when I go home to see my grandparents.
Until the day I was reborn for the tenth time, I smelled the familiar smell of rust from the new boy who dumped shit.
