I have a treasure that I cherished so much. No, I tried to treasure it, but it ended up breaking. I held onto the pieces while I put on my mask as I patch up the hole. But the content keeps spilling over and over until my hands bled. In the end, will I fester and rot until I become completely hollow inside? If death is not the end, I want to be reborn as a plant. I won’t feel anything but my life has a purpose. These were my last thoughts as I reached my end. “Pitiful, oh pitiful child. None of it was your fault.” I hope you’ll live your next life with a real smile on your face. You have a pretty soul after all, your karma is surely good. HM… which reincarnation pot should I put you in? I think Iklopia Realm should fit you.