Chapter 1: The End of an Ordinary Life
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The dim light of a Mobile Screen illuminated The quiet Room.
He lay on his bed, eyes Fixed on the Screen, Replaying The final Episode of
Oregairu – My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As I Expected for The Third Time That night.
The ending scene passed again.
Silence followed.
A Deep, Hollow Loneliness slowly spread through his chest, like an endless void swallowing his heart.
The anime was over.
No more episodes.
No more waiting.
No more hope for continuation.
"…Why," He muttered softly, staring at The darkened screen, " Why didn't The author ' add something supernatural… even a little?
A new season… or an isekai ending…"
He let out a long sigh.
"I really loved this anime."
At Twenty-Three Years old, his life felt Painfully ordinary.
No dramatic struggles.
No great achievements.
No unforgettable memories.
He had friends, Yes
But Everything Felt Mechanical, like a Machine Endlessly following rules,
Study, work, repeat. Day after day, year after year.
The only passion He truly had…
was to see anime, Read novels, and fanfiction.
For more Than eight years,
He had immersed himself in Fictional worlds—watching countless anime,
Reading endless novels, Devouring FanFiction late into the night.
Among all of them, his favorites were always Immortal cultivation novels.
Because deep inside, he was afraid.
Afraid of life.
Afraid of death.
Afraid of separation from the people he loved most—his mother, father, and younger brother.
Those cultivation worlds gave him something reality never could:
strength.
In those stories, life and death were nothing more than tools in one's hand.
Lifespan could be stretched infinitely,
Fate could be crushed
He often imagined himself
Reincarnating into such a world—climbing to the peak by any means necessary,
Standing above all beings, laughing as Time itself bowed before him
That fantasy gave him the courage to keep living.
To fight in This cruel Rat race of a world
A world he believed would one day destroy itself by human hands !
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Exhaustion finally overtook him.
He placed the phone aside and lay flat on the bed, eyes slowly closing.
"I'm tired…"
He thought he was drifting into sleep.
Suddenly,
A sharp pain exploded in his chest.
His body turned unbearably heavy.
He tried to shout—but no sound came out.
Tried to move—but his limbs wouldn't respond.
Blackness crept into his vision.
"So… this is it…"
Tears slid from the corner of his eyes, soaking into the pillow beneath his head.
"Mother… Father… I'm an unfilial son.
I couldn't give you a comfortable life in your old age…"
His breathing grew weaker
"…Sorry… little brother.
I wasn't a good big brother…"
His heart stopped.
The room fell completely silent.
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Darkness.
Endless, suffocating darkness.
He felt as if something was pressing against him from all sides, like being buried alive inside a coffin.
Then—
Two small, blurry eyes opened.
"W-Where… am I…?"
The suffocation intensified.
Strange sounds echoed around him—voices,
But spoken in a language he didn't understand.
Suddenly, he felt a powerful pull on his legs.
Before he could react, his body was dragged violently forward
like a bean being pulled out of its shell.
Light exploded into his vision.
"Congratulations! It's a boy!"
The moment air touched his skin,
intense pain surged through his body.
He screamed.
Ahahh whahha !
His vision was nothing but blinding white.
Gradually, as minutes passed, his eyes adjusted. The world became clearer.
The pain faded.
The crying stopped.
He looked around.
A Young woman lay on a bed nearby, her face pale with exhaustion
But her eyes were filled with deep, unconditional love as she gazed at him.
Beside her stood a Man no older than twenty-five, excitement written all over his face.
"Hahaha! I've become a father!" the man laughed loudly.
"Look at our son—he looks just like me! Hahaha! Give him to me "
" I want to hold my son !"
He spoke eagerly to the nurse.
The nurse smiled helplessly.
"Sir, he was just born.
" We need to clean him first. You can hold him afterward."
The woman on the bed lightly scolded him, though her voice was warm.
"Dear, don't interfere "
" Let them do their work properly. "
" Just stand there and watch calmly."
Despite her words, the happiness in her voice couldn't be hidden.
The man scratched his head, smiling foolishly, and obediently stepped back.
And in that moment
As the newborn quietly stared at them
A single thought echoed deep within
his reborn consciousness.
"…I was Reincarnated ?"
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