Literary edition copy:
It's just death, and I have long stopped fantasizing about reincarnation, but the fact is that I still tell myself so firmly that I will preserve my memory and continue to live in the next life.
Fortunately, it is our next life.
Tucao version copywriting:
It is impossible to spend time peacefully with a killer and pseudo-facial paralysis, but can you tell me what happened to this demigod who fell from the sky?
Unfortunately, vigorous youth is not what I want, but if I must, I would rather be a normal man...
Sad version copy:
Partners in the organization turned against each other, lost their only trustworthy friend, and only heard about the world occasionally.
Will you still be there tomorrow, or tomorrow's tomorrow?