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?
Hearing this, Fu Hao Xin absentmindedly thought for a moment and nodded, feeling like Di Tou's logic was quite right, but a moment later the biting pain that came from being a Shattered Core, the reminder of what he had lost stung from his chest. Clenching a first, Fu Hao Xin found that the cloth in his hand had long since become wet with tears, and as he scrunched into it, liquid began to seep out.
Once again, he was reminded of his harsh reality. Words were nice, thinking about it was nice. Sure, he had 'lived up' to what he wanted to live for, but look at him now. Could he still say he was happy? Could he still say he was able to defend himself? Could he even say he had a good heart anymore?
The current him was so sad, so pathetic, he had to hide behind his fellow students, he had to hide behind Teacher Li. Faced with the scathing words of those who had once praised him, he suddenly found that he wasn't so brave and bold, and could only hide away.