I’ve experienced one life as a soldier, two beheadings, and three regressions.
A life seeking family recognition, a life of betrayal and death, a life stained with revenge—I’ve lived through all of them.
Grace has lived four lives marked by every form of humiliation.
“Do you have any regrets?”
“I don’t have regrets anymore.”
I’ve already completed my revenge in my third life. No lingering attachments remain.
Yet life continued to repeat itself.
“I earnestly hope. That I won’t harm you. That I can save you.”
The saint promised salvation.
“You said you’d take responsibility for me. Just tell me where you want to go. I’ll go with you.”
The mercenary promised protection.
“Don’t leave me. Please.”
The one she never considered family held her back as she tried to leave.
“……I’m just a human insanely desperate to die.”
But Grace’s only wish was to break the cycle of regression and sleep eternally.
