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A man died during the pandemic in 2020, but as he closed his eyes for the last time, something stirred in his mind. When he opened them, he discovered that he had been reborn in what appeared to be ancient China, yet he retained all his memories from the future. Let us follow Shen Mu, as he makes his way in a world he knows nothing about and learns the truth about the world, and his mission as a cultivator. Can his memories of the future help in a place where magic is real? And what is that other presence in his mind?
Rebirth and Reincarnation are, in essence, the same thing, but with a key difference: choice.
In Rebirth, the soul’s next life is determined by its Karma; whereas in reincarnation, the soul can decide where and to whom it will be born. This happens because the more advanced a soul is, the more specific learning experiences it requires so, in a sense, we all go from rebirth to reincarnation over time.
What we sometimes forget is that time is not linear for the universe.
That's what I discovered when I opened my eyes after being killed by a new disease.
Before I died, I remember being unable to breathe for the longest time. I had been plugged into a respirator for almost a week until my body couldn’t take it anymore and gave up. After a moment of nothingness, I began registering new sensations: warmth and then something akin to floating underwater… only that I didn’t need to breathe.
I heard murmurs and voices, but they were too far away and indistinct for me to understand anything.
The water surrounding me was warm and tranquil and I easily lost track of time. After a while of simply being there, there was a bit of movement, followed by a lot of movements; the place where I was at began filling out and I felt pushed in every direction.
I was beginning to panic when a strong yet melodic voice began murmuring sweet nothings. I did not recognize the language, but there was no way to mistake the intention: caring, beckoning. They were expecting me.
The warmth that once surrounded me was replaced by darkness and cold, and the next thing I knew, I was screaming with pain and surprise.
Strong hands covered my back and legs before a cloth was carefully wrapped around my body.
‘What is this? Where am I? What is going on?’
I desperately wanted to open my eyes to find my answers, but as soon as I tried, something distracted me: singing. It was the same melodic voice as before, and its tone was soothing.
From its tone, I knew that whoever was singing was incredibly happy.
‘Ah, this song is so comforting… her voice is marvelous. I wonder who is singing?’
I was so immersed in the beautiful sound, that I completely forgot everything else and just drifted off to sleep.
