(The chapters are organized through translation.)
My name is Okan. I'm twenty-five years old, 1.85 meters tall, with hazel eyes and black hair—just an average guy. I wish I could provide more details about myself. I should have written a journal before I died, I suppose. If only I had a little more time. I never expected the fight outside to escalate into an armed confrontation. But I guess what's done is done. I'm still angry; I had nothing to do with this incident. I had just started to get my life together, and I always tried to be a good person. But I guess none of that mattered.
In the end, I was lying there, unable to find the strength to even move. I couldn't see anything because I didn't have the power to lift my eyelids; I could only hear the voices. People screaming and calling for help for me. But they were shouting in vain; a bullet had pierced my neck, and I couldn't even breathe. All I did was silently scream in pain and try to take a breath. I could feel the warm blood flowing from my neck...
The pain lessened, and my thoughts became heavy, but my fear didn't subside. I couldn't hear anything or feel anything anymore; what would happen to me now? I didn't want to think; it was too exhausting...
"Wake up!" a voice echoed in my mind, jolting me awake. I felt as if I was taking my first breath after a long time, and my heart was pounding like it was about to burst from my chest. Was what I saw a nightmare? I calmed myself a bit and considered that it might be a realistic nightmare.
When I went to the bathroom to wash my face, I saw myself in the bathroom mirror and froze. I stepped closer to get a better look and touched my face, then looked at my hands and legs. The person I saw in the mirror was me, but in my seventeen-year-old form.
I started to panic. Had I really died and gone back in time? Could this be possible? How did this happen? As my mind turned into a sea of questions, every unanswered question transformed into a sea of fear that enveloped my body. At that moment, I heard a woman's voice in my mind: "Warning, overload detected," she said.
As I was trying to understand what was happening, I heard another voice in my mind, a man's voice: "Stay calm," he said. Where were these voices coming from, and why was I hearing someone else's voice in my head? Am I going crazy, or is that dream real? What's happening to me? While I pondered these thoughts, the woman's voice echoed in my mind again: "Warning, overload at critical level," she said.
Immediately afterward, the man's voice resonated in my mind: "Current memories are overlapping with past memories, pressure exceeds capacity, seal all memories and restart from the starting point," he said.
What is really happening? Who are you, can you hear me? The woman's voice echoed again in my mind: "All memories are being sealed from the starting point," she said.
"Wait a minute, stop!" I said in fear. The woman's voice echoed again: "All memories sealed, starting point set, restarting," she said.
I jumped out of my bed in fear. I had had a strange dream, but I couldn't remember it. I think I had been an adult in my dream...
