As the life faded from his body once again, he felt fear for the unknown fate he would be subject to after death. This world held no threat to him any longer.
He had reincarnated once before, and held no knowledge of why or if it would happen again. He had defeated enemy after enemy and become stronger than he could have imagined back on earth.
Yet old age remains undefeated in this battle, as even he was not exempt from mortality. Even the strongest will one day die.
He sought strength to prevent his trauma on earth from ever repeating itself, but as he grew stronger those days on earth grew further and further behind him and his confidence soared to unseen heights
But no matter how far away those memories grew, he would never forget, because one thing always remained from those days as a weak and helpless child.
The shattering of his weak and organized mind and his willingness to embrace death left a mark on him, changing his personality drastically.
His sense of humor became dark to the point where others might lable him as crazy and his mind was in a state of chaos, a constant urge to kill often surged inside him as a result.
However strong they may be, he never chose to act on those urges. They could be said to be stronger that that of someone who's suffocating might feel the urge to breathe.
Admittedly sometimes he did feel close to losing his self control, when the people around died his sadness and anger often threatened to push him over the edge.
Humans and the wild beasts of this world were in a constant power struggle for dominance and recourses. A single beast was far more powerful than most humans, yet human were many more
in numbers
Humanity in general felt deep animosity for the beasts himself included. Numbers were their only advantage, and thus many lives were lost to the beasts.
After losing his wife to an elder wolf, he swore revenge and vented his urges on the beast kind. He was seen as unstoppable as his pain and chaotic mind gave him an edge in battle.
Many feared his power combined with his calm demeanor that turned into an unatural drive to kill at a moments notice. But none could match his contributions to humanity and their fears remained unspoken.
In his dying moments, all this left him feeling sick to his stomach. That urge was never meant to be acted upon, and revenge was truly a waste of life, both his and theirs.
He hoped inside that this time, that death would truly be his last and final destination. Because he did not think he could take anymore of this cycle.
The one thing hat all worlds seemed to have in common, is a ruthless cruelty, hidden simplicity of nature, and utter unfairness twords the living.
As he felt the familiar weight upon his lungs, a weight so heavy that no amount of strength could move them. He smiled at the irony of it all, he could lift mountains, but not draw so much as a single breath.
and, darkness embraced his consciousness once again
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Twice Reincarnated
FantasyA boy tortured to death by his classmate wakes up in a new world. People could achieve the powers of his wildest dreams with a form of meditation called cultivation. He lived to be a powerful man known as the "Beast Slayer" and died of old age. The...
