Zhang Haoran feels as if he has been cursed. He's lived through two distinct lifetimes, and neither has been particularly kind to him. His first life was in the modern world. Streets lined with bustling cars, towering skyscrapers, the buzz of technology around every corner. However, even with the conveniences of the present, his life ended in a tragic and miserable way.
Then, as if a cruel twist of fate, he found himself reborn into a futuristic world. It was a stark contrast to the previous one. Neon lights, hovering vehicles, and a digital mesh that connected everyone. Yet, despite the advancements, his ending in this world was no less sorrowful. The memories of both his past lives weighed heavily on him.
"Why must I endure such pain?" Zhang Haoran would often wonder, though he never voiced it out loud. "All I yearn for is a simple and peaceful life."
