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Infinite Survival: What is limit?

What will happen when two versions of your self merge in one body?Does your hard work or your talent shape your life? Watch as the newly [Zioul, crowned as the greatest existence in human history, the world grief as he lay on his death bed. Thinking this will be last time the sun while shine on his face his old age face suddenly evoke a mysterious smirk.] "I don't believe in my hardwork; hardwork is the by-product of talent" [Ziuol, challenged by the world, strived to survives using his own hands, abandoned on the gate of a small orphan his world is shape by the hardships that surge to him everyday like a tide. As he found hiself dying on the strong current of a river his young eyes flash with unwilling regrets as the moon shine on his stoic face carved by adversities.] "I don't believe in my talent; talent is the pretense of hardwork" *New author please comment your thoughts

ZIUOLLESS · Fantasia
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Beginning itself is the Ending

Blue Star Year: December 31, 2029

[10:34:56 P.M]

On New Year's Eve, everyone in the world is waiting for the clock to hit 12:00 A.M; the sky is so bright from thousands of fireworks; the smell of food can be smell in every household; and cheerful singing on every street can be heard.

[11:11:11 P.M]

A dead human body can be seen on a little island in the middle of a river, being surrounded by wild creatures after being swept away by the stream, when suddenly a dazzling light descends onto the dead body. The wild animals scattered everywhere, rushing out in every direction.

"Cough.. cough!"

"What the f*ck? Does other life also have a river?"

Zilou touches his chest, trying to feel if he is still alive.

"Huh? I have a pulse."

He notices that his clothes are different from what he remembered wearing just before being struck in the head by an escaping bull.

The night is so bright from fireworks exploding across the sky that he can see his reflection on the river. He also notices that his face is still the same, but it looks more melancholic and pale.

Zilou abruptly stands up from the ground but suddenly kneels as he clutches his head from the agonizing pain that is comparable to being sliced into many pieces.

After a short period of time that feels like eternity, the pain subsides.

Zilou gasped for breath as he processed the information and memories he had suddenly gained.

After a slight pause, he now knows where he is; he has traveled to a parallel version of his world!!

All the history of this parallel world is the same with his previous world, with a slight deviation, like there is a famous painter named Hitler in this world that didn't exist in his last life.

  The current body he has is identical to his previous body; even the name is the same, but in this world, he grew up as an orphan.

The former owner struggled for almost two decades until the orphan he grew up with was demolished by an unscrupulous businessman.

He tried to fight legally for the ownership of the land, but the judge who took the case was bribed by the other side. In the end, the orphanage was still demolished.

The previous owner was hit so hard emotionally that the thought of suicide crossed his mind. He feels like every effort and action he takes is meaningless.

After the orphanage was demolished, he tried to appeal again in court for even the slightest chance of success, but the bussinesman hired some local gangsters to beath him up to death.

He was lucky and managed to fall while escaping in an open manhole and land on a sewage system that ends up in a river, but his luck ran out because he got beated up earlier so badly that he couldn't swim, resulting in him drowning, floating motionless on the river until he got washed up on this small island.

This is the time when Zilou's soul suddenly travels to this new world.

[11:26:03 P.M] 

Zilou tried to walk slowly while swaying to rest under the shade of a giant tree.

His body is covered in bruises and wounds from the beating he received earlier and from the rock he bumped into while getting dragged by the river current.

He tried to minimize his movement because he doesn't have extra energy for intensive movements.

[11:40:09 P.M]

"I just transferred to this world, and I'm already dying. Sigh. What luck!"

"In this world or my previous world, every kind of limit and unfortunate thing tried to block my path."

"Being born as an orphan or poor is undeniably impossible to control or change; it is simply fate, they say."

"But how will you change that fate? is the question. Is it even changeable?"

"In my previous life, I was born poor, but I refused to accept that fate and studied all kinds of skills and knowledge and worked so hard that I forgot to enjoy the things that I achieved."

"I change my social status; I can eat a complete meal anytime I want to eat; I can buy any unnecessary item I find interesting; but in the end, it's all for naught what I truly want, and what my very nature screams is to explore and experience all the wonders out there, learn all the skills, and develop them infinitely without ending."

"I thought that I could experience what I missed in my last life, but here I am, and half of my foot is already on my coffin."

Zilou tries to recall the previous owner's memory of his life experience.

"Mhmm? The previous owner's fate is pretty much the same as mine; the only difference is that I overcame mine."

"Is it really true that opposites attract each other?"

What Zilou missed in his previous life is what the previous owner fully experienced and lived up to, while what the previous owner missed was what Zilou experienced and did in his last life.

"I guess it is okay even if I die here because of just these memories. I feel like I also lived it. I also want to complete what the previous owner desired, but I think this will be my first and last day."

[11:58:38 P.M]

boisterous laughter and all kinds of loud noise can be heard in major cities, even in village areas. Everyone is welcoming the new year with loud noise to enter the new year with a positive and blessed year.

But unlike the rest of the world, Zilou, who is resting under the tree, can't even muster to speak or open his mouth. His vision is getting so blurry and hazy that he feels like everything will go black any second now.

[11:59:40 P.M]

"F#ck, my vision is going in circle; I can even see six overlapping moons in the sky."

[11:59:50 P.M]

"I already accept my situation, but I can feel that some part of me is unwilling to die in this place. I guess there is still some remnant from the previous owner that is unwilling."

[11:59:58 P.M]

"Do-... I..."

[11:59:58 P.M]

"-really.. ha..ve-to"

[11:59:59 P.M]

"..Die?"

[12:00 A.M]

The surroundings suddenly go quiet; all the laughter and loud noise suddenly vanish, like time itself doesn't exist and all things are in a motionless state.

In the silent darkness, a robotic-like voice suddenly sounded.

[The humans on blue star planet is chosen as one of the participants in the infinite survival game.]