As a depressed person, I thought everything would be fine if I died.
Unexpectedly, I flew to heaven and became even more seriously ill, so I was admitted to the Five Hundred Years Hospital. I was so angry that I wanted to go to hell, and ended up wanting to put me in a cage and use me as a test subject.
He was so frightened that he ran away, and then he met a reporter who was crossing his soul.
He said I could be born again. The prerequisite for rebirth is to fall in love with him first.
Now I want to be reborn and want to ask if I can die again?