1 Prologue

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.

Let's see, which ingredients should I mix to your human soul?

A quarter of moon essence

One drop of Elven blood

Two petals of a pink larkspur

One petal of Tiger Lily and magnolia

A piece of Dracaena braunii

10 pieces of cactus spike

A breath of Hecate

A spit of Echidna

Lastly, a sprinkle of fairy dust

Mix it with the human soul

Ferment it under the moonlight for one thousand years, weave the threads and include it Iklopia pot.

"I wish you all the best!"

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