The severely depressed teenager ended his short-lived life on the day of his 100-day vows.
In his memory, he kept talking about his bad-tempered mother and the dilapidated rental house, which took up all of his already cramped living space.
Being alone in the rain and being rejected by others all the way, the whole world is like a dead thing, and life has long lost its fun and meaning.
I thought that death was the end of pain and that old stories could be settled and brought to an end. I never thought that this was the starting point of a highly similar life on the other side...
He suddenly realized that the so-called reincarnation was not a circle, but a mysterious and strange Möbius strip.
At the end of the passage is boundless darkness. The gate of the dead city he built with his own hands is slowly opening...
But this time, he came prepared...
Intention: Grasp what you can grasp