My Years as a Heroic Spirit

Notice: I'm currently revising the story, mainly correcting typos and small bugs. Thanks for understanding! P.S. If you're interested, please follow my author page and new story! My new story, My Sanity Hit Zero, and I Became Invincible, has a synopsis below. Jiang Min felt that, as someone who had transmigrated, living to the end and successfully becoming a big shot was more than enough. Having lived long enough to see all his companions pass away, Jiang Min felt he had lived enough too. He should be reincarnated and start over as a new person. But what kind of weird buff is it to be completely unable to die?! And what kind of move is it to have your attempt to reincarnate and start over intercepted halfway through?! Then he gets forced into a job under a boss with a collecting obsession? Jiang Min: My wish is to be reincarnated! The Black-Mud-Spouting Holy Grail: Want a body? No problem! Jiang Min: What kind of garbage is this?! Smash it! Jiang Min: I let you out because I want to be reincarnated! I don't want to live forever! Some Undying Shrine Maiden: Hey, fellow immortal! I want that too! Snake: That's not my department. Jiang Min: What kind of garbage evil god is this?! Seal it! Jiang Min: Honestly, I think I'm your ideal type! Why not try devouring me? The Scum Boss: No, I just want the Blue Spider Lily. Jiang Min: Hello? Pillars? I'm reporting a demon here. Jiang Min: Honestly, I didn't expect to see you, but I still want to be reincarnated. Uruk's Axe King: Kuahahahahaha! I'll grant your wish. Go perish alongside that beast! Gudako: Reincarnated, my foot! Come back to Chaldea with me! Jiang Min: … Jiang Min: My wish is to be reincarnated. Come on! Force me to stay! Some Little Brother's Wish-Granting Machine: Its tiny head sinks into a deep, growing confusion... Content warnings: My logic is dead, there are mountains of original settings, I'm a novice, there may be OOC, and the protagonist is overpowered and a little scummy~ #New Story# My Sanity Hit Zero, and I Became Invincible The moment he awoke from the darkness, Nan Mingsui had lost all his memories. Only a voice that seemed to come from primordial antiquity urged him to search, to find the person he had lost... Repeatedly dreaming brought him back to the undersea base where it had all begun. Seven colleagues from different places were his guides, helping him recover his memories and find the person he was obsessed with. He had thought those memories would be of ordinary work and normal interactions with ordinary people, but everything began to veer in a strange direction. A gigantic shadow occasionally appeared outside the porthole. A humanoid creature with dark green scales flashed past. A mysterious case sent from land for research. An ancient book, its cover engraved with mysterious writing. His colleagues' mental states grew stranger and stranger. In the darkness, fanatical believers murmured in obscure tones. Mutated creatures escaped from the lab. Hideous purple spiders roamed the darkness. Everything was dragged into a vortex of madness and distortion. Before the situation spiraled completely out of control, they decided to return to land and blow the place up. But the last message from land plunged them into an icy abyss. [We sent only seven people. Why is there an eighth?] The nonexistent eighth person might be the source of all the chaos. Fear, terror, distrust, suspicion, resentment, hatred, and murder, until blood drenched this deep-sea island with no escape. At the end of everything, Nan Mingsui sat in a control room piled high with monster corpses. His memories had reached their end, and he was about to meet the person he had been searching for all this time. The monsters outside the door roared madly. A figure walked in, wearing a face he knew well. "What an unexpected outcome. So it was you." Nan Mingsui stared at him, etching his face into his mind, while the man's eyes brimmed with a mad, distorted love. As if sighing, or perhaps snickering, the young man opened his arms as though to embrace him. [You've caught me. Too bad we're going to die together.] In the flowing light, his eyes brimmed with passionate love. "Is that so? What a pity that this is how it ends. But it should all be over now." Sighing, Nan Mingsui pressed the control button in his hand. The young man held Nan Mingsui tightly, his smile saccharine, madness and devotion blooming amid blood and flames. [Let's meet again in hell, my god.] Nan Mingsui held him tightly, light flickering in his eyes. "No. This is only the beginning." Reader's guide 1. Written on a whim, so let the imagination run wild. If you spot any plot holes, point them out and I'll do my best to patch them. 2. A fictional world with settings intended to be reasonable. Feel free to point out any problems; I'm open to reasonable suggestions. 3. The pairing is set, but the romance develops slowly. 4. This is not a typical romance. Theme: After hardship and despair, we will always find our way toward the light and warmth. May we live facing the sun and cross every mountain and ravine.