The Legendary Janitor
Most people don't choose reincarnation. Reincarnation finds their way to them. Perhaps they did something great in their life. Or maybe truck-sama wasn't looking where it was going. But without fail, those who reincarnate are destined for something great. A new life where everything changes for the better. But... Reincarnation isn't always the greatest thing. Sometimes you just draw the short end of the stick. Di Tou just happens to have drawn the shortest stick. Pulled out of his life randomly. Taken by a crazy old eccentric man not as a disciple, but as a body double?! And a janitor body double no less?! Grasping a system to find... It's a JANITOR SYSTEM!? Truly, how unlucky can one get?
Wasted Potential
But coming down from the wake of the desensitizing experience and not having any reason to think that there was more beyond his feelings, Di Tou simply decided to let it go. Powerful or not, as far as Di Tou was concerned, having less of these harrowing experiences was better.
Standing up, Di Tou looked around for a while and found that other than the odd feeling of distance from the world, as things were, the Nascent Soul stage didn't seem all that different. Unlike the Golden Core Stage, where Di Tou could physically feel the Golden Core in his body, the Nascent Soul…
Hmm.
It was there, but also not there. It was like another layer of consciousness or like listening to an internal monologue. It was always there to an extent, but even focusing on it, sometimes it felt a little quiet or a little off.