Library

I opened my eyes in a different world with complete memories. What he saw was his own baby's hands. There is no system, no oracle. Some are just ordinary souls from modern society, trapped in the most fragile body. The unfinished regrets from the previous life, the love and bond that I have never experienced, have all turned into heavy "intellectuality" at this moment, becoming the only luggage I carry. For me, this is a "social rebirth" that cannot fail. I want to use these immature hands to relearn walking, speech, magic, and swordsmanship; I want to use my adult mind to understand the true laws of this world. This is a slow and true record of an ordinary person trying to live out "Second Life" in another world.