In the vast expanse of space, a small spot of light is floating beside a monstrously long line.
That is a point of light that will not attract attention at all, it seems to be somewhere between reality and nothingness, similar to any soul around them.
But there is a conscious existence or a soul with reputation preceding half of the species in the microscopic light spot.
It knew that it had to be a soul, especially since ghosts are the only plausible option that has the ability to drift in the universe like this without being annihilated by the pressure of space. Even, it is still looking for a direction.
He felt it silently, feeling the traction of what seemed like nothing.
At the moment when he died, the soul left his body, and the only reincarnation can reappear in the next world, randomized in the samsara cycle.
There is no regret medicine in this world. Why did he bother having cunnilingus with 4 women, only to get suffocated?
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He has no other choice. All he can choose is to go into the cycle and hope his best to keep all his memories. And if he doesn't remember his memories, he is bound to lose the heritage passed on by Ji-chan (The spelling might be wrong). He will also lose all memories regarding any 18+ scenes made on the spur... He also didn't want to lose his extremely special gift of being a gifted silver tongue.
But deep under the protagonist was a creature, much similar to a sheep, branded by mark 666. It could be said that this creature is the terror of any religion Christian, as the creature was the famous antichrist. Its body was covered in a hazy mist, but it could be said that its body constantly changed, once a sheep with a human face, and at the other time, a wolf in sheepskin. It constantly mumbled to itself, discussing the extremely abnormal situation in the samsara cycle. A soul was able to change paths with another soul.
Soul officials were shocked by this sudden change. It meant that the souls were officially exchanging karma because it should be impossible to regain consciousness and control of one's soul in the cycle. The officials were divided and decided to compensate the soul moved whatever it had before. The souls stared in shock as they realised this was a legendary good samaritan, eligible for the possession of the system. They were screwed, but a voice told them just to cover it up and leave, and they followed those melodious, hypnotic words without wasting a moment.
The goat which read the odd soul's memories wondered just how could humans go to such depths for something so vulgar. It couldn't help but shake its head in disgust as it realised that the foolish kid satisfied 3 of the conditions needed to be satisfied for the new system, which was more than the guy he moved. The goat just smirked and watched as it went back into the mist, leaving no trace of its existence there.
As for the Soul that just went through the cycle
"Wow, wow, wow!" Weak cries reverberated in the narrow room.
A woman held the child tightly in her arms and used a quilt that was almost torn as a quilt to resist the cold wind that seeped through the doors and windows.
The room is very dim, just like the gloomy atmosphere. An oil lamp seems likely to go out at any time.
"Wow, wow, wow!" Kyle tried to make a sound again, but he could only make the most basic cry.
He has been in this world for a few days, yes, only a few days. He was just born, which meant he was just three days old. But he has already experienced an open death threat. Just what was going on.