In the first life, I was a college student who loved reading fantasy novels in the 21st century, but I was accidentally killed by someone; in the second life, I came to a fantasy continent. In my previous life, I was willing to give up my freedom for my relatives, to live and die for my brothers, and to sacrifice myself for my lover. But in the end, I was betrayed, suffered all the hardships of the world, and saw the world change in black and white. Looking at the world, I no longer have a foothold. It is extremely ironic that the swordsman who covered the clouds with one hand many years ago and made everyone frightened has ended up like this! Since God has given me another chance to be reborn, I must live for myself in this life.
What kind of disturbance would a person with two lifetimes of memories come to dislike in the peerless world?