In her first life, she was an ordinary girl. She went to primary school, middle school, and college, then entered the working world. She liked reading comics and novels, and lived a quiet, unremarkable life until she died of old age.
In her second life, she went to Africa and experienced life as an African refugee, enduring the sorrow and struggle of people at the very bottom of the world.
In her third life, she was frail and sickly. She lived in the hospital from childhood and died there in the end.
In her seventh life, she was sold to a research center as a test subject. In the end, she became a failed experiment, neither human nor monster, and was disposed of like trash.
In her forty-fourth life, she was an assassin. She saw much of the darkness hidden behind the world, and in the end, even she was killed by the person who mattered most to her.
In her one hundred and twenty-first life, she went to Meteor City and became the Phantom Troupe's Number Four, only to die at Hisoka's hands.
In her one hundred and fifty-eighth life, she was an orphan. After reincarnating over and over, she went mad and began destroying everything around her, until, utterly exhausted, she chose to take her own life.
In her two hundred and seventy-second life, she was tired, utterly weary. She tried with all her might to destroy herself, but it was all in vain. At last, she gave up and stopped caring about everything.
In her three hundred and fifth life, she was a ghost, wandering the world. No one could see her or hear her speak. In that life, she had nothing, yet she could not disappear. She could only continue to exist until she entered the cycle of reincarnation once more.
In her four hundred and forty-fourth life, she became the older sister of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni. To protect her younger brother, she raised a shield over him, until her spiritual power grew too strong for her body to bear and she faded away.
In her five hundred and eightieth life, she understood all things in the world: birth, aging, sickness, death, love, hate, affection, and enmity. She understood the world's laws, and in the end, stood apart from the world.
In her one thousand seven hundred and sixty-eighth life, she listened to the sounds of all things and watched the myriad faces of the world. Her heart had grown indifferent. Everything seemed to enter her eyes, yet nothing could reach her heart...
This is the story of someone who has been reincarnated again and again, countless times…
Please update it~~ It's been two years~ ------ Duan Zi Mei Die · Ji
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