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?
Staring at the line for a while longer. Di Tou lingered in the complicated emotions that seemed so far and so near all at once. He really didn't know whether to be happy or sad. He had advanced, but he had also lost his chance at his old dream and dedication in the process. Of course, it was his old dream, so it wasn't exactly what the current him wanted, but dreams were dreams, however old, however outdated. Watching one fade away really was a pitiful thing…
Shaking his head, Di Tou closed his eyes and acknowledged the line on the Mandate.