Chapter 103: Life 62, Age 16, Martial Disciple 1
Upon death, memories of my past lives were stored in my soul. As time passed, they would slowly be pushed further down, causing me to not think too deeply about them unless I actively sought to recall something.
Sitting in my tiny shack in the Su Clan, I focused on the memories from the life that just ended and did everything I could to keep them from fading. I needed to understand what happened to me. I needed to understand what went wrong.
My soul was in tatters. Fighting against my body for so long. Cutting itself away and breaking my mind into two. My soul had experienced more trauma than I had ever thought possible. I had pushed myself to the absolute limit to defeat my cultivation-mad body, and I had only barely been able to force myself in a position where it was possible to bring that life to an end.
Memories of my past life passed over through my mind. I started to remember everything that happened with M–
My soul began to collapse even further. I quickly created a barrier in my mind, willing a wall to block me from thinking about the last years of my life. I wasn’t ready to face that. Not yet.
I took a deep breath.
If I only counted gains and losses, my last life was a huge success. I had gained hundreds of millions of credits, skills beyond what I could have hoped for, and ideas that could change the entire continent.
On a personal level, though, the life had been a complete mess.
What went wrong? When did everything start spiraling out of control?