I Thought I Could Retire, but I Became a Sorcerer

My name is Wo Qiming. I'm fifteen, and I live in Taoshan. I'm born with the Demon Slayer Mark, heir to the Thunder Breathing style, and a winner in life, the kind of person the heavens spoon-feed success to. Think I get to live a happy, peaceful life from now on? Think again! Because a certain superpowered person's ability leaked, I went to the Taisho era for further training. When I came back from my Taisho training, I thought I could retire and return to an ordinary life. But my eyes had mutated again. Now I can see through things, and I can also see Cursed Spirits even uglier than demons. So I went from the Demon Slayer stage to the Jujutsu Kaisen stage, beginning a new, endless life as a corporate slave. *Yes, the heroine is Zenitsu's descendant. *The protagonist is a year ahead of Gojo and the others, with original teammates. *This is my first time writing. Feel free to point out mistakes in the comments, but please don't criticize me. The author will feel bad. I've withdrawn the novel from paid access. I was writing it for love in the first place, and I shouldn't have tried to make money from it. I think about it during the day and cry at night. I even dream about it, but I still don't want to write. How can someone have ten thousand words saved in their computer's locked folder for nearly four months and still not finish? And because I didn't open my computer for so long, a bug wiped out all my old drafts from the locked folder. (Funny, since there were only about six thousand words anyway.) I even had to borrow someone else's computer to do my assignments. My mom says someone as lazy and irresponsible as me should just withdraw the novel from paid access. But when I heard that my next book would need a ten-thousand-word outline and couldn't make the rankings otherwise, I got scared. I kept putting it off because I had this persistent delusion that I could finish it. It's like going home for the holidays: even if I don't study, I insist on lugging a backpack full of ridiculously heavy books home. If I don't face it, I can ignore it, right? My last shred of conscience made me finish this story so everyone could enjoy it for free. After all, ever since I started writing, I'd wanted to send Xia Youjie back to the Taisho era as Wo Qiming's partner, but I kept putting it off and still haven't written it. Help, why am I being so cryptic? I hate cryptic people more than anything. I'm not taking this lousy money anymore, and I don't dare write fanfiction again. I'm so afraid of getting characters out of character that I even dream about trying to figure out their personalities. It really is more fun to indulge my own imagination and read other people's fanfiction. I've learned my lesson. I won't post my next novel until I have at least two hundred thousand words saved up. But you'd better remember my name. When you see my next novel with two hundred thousand words saved up in the distant future, just think, "This author's a notorious procrastinator. Run!" Okay? Theme: Stay true to yourself