Why... Would I wake up again?
Obviously, he should be buried in the endless fire of karma leading to hell with his sins.
Obviously, my original memory, which also carries the most important hope... Has been artificially destroyed.
What made me climb out of hell and wake up in this war-torn era?
Even his initial appearance is gradually becoming blurry, and his name has been forced to be forgotten.
Everything is in the past.
Note: The first draft of my work has been completed and I will try my best to update it daily. In addition, the word count is 2000+/chapter.
Finally, I shamelessly say: Please collect it.