The Sixth Seal was undone.
More memories surged in, even more than those received earlier, leaving one somewhat bewildered and at a loss.
Karl suddenly felt that he had a very, very long dream.
And that dream was so prolonged that it gave him the illusion of having lived again.
In the dream, Karl's name was Shen Ling, and he lived in an ordinary city, merely an ordinary person, inheriting the family-owned coffee shop and becoming its owner.
That life was also very simple, he had an ordinary lover, ordinary children, from childhood to youth to old age, and finally departed this world simply on a sickbed.
Only, the most terrifying thing was that such a life seemed to have been lived more than once.
It felt like hundreds, thousands, or even countless times... each life almost the same, and even if there were differences, there were no major changes on the whole.
Ordinary, happy, simple lives, a dream.