The Author's POV

"Gasp...Gasp...Gasp"

With bloodshot eyes, I continued going down the rope.

I don't know how long I had been down here, but I presume at least two days had passed since I started going down.

My hands which were riddled with blisters started bleeding all over the rope leaving behind a red trail during my descent. My muscles spasmed every minute making me almost lose grip of the rope on a couple of occasions.

It felt as if I had gone back to the past where I would monotonously be typing on the keyboard with no sense of purpose.

I just kept going and going and going, until my sense of time and reason left my body. Even the pain slowly subsided making it seem as if I was a robot.

Sadly like any other powered object, robots tend to run out of batteries. And that's precisely what happened to me.

My vision grew blurry and my hands slowly lost grip of the rope.

...

It seems like I have died again huh?

Oddly enough it didn't feel the same as my first death, where I only felt endless coldness and loneliness.

This time a warm sensation enveloped my body making me feel extremely comfortable. It felt as if I was back in my mother's womb under the constant nourishment and protection of my mother. It didn't feel bad.....

-Dong! -Dong! -Dong!

Suddenly I heard the loud sound of a bell tolling, causing my mind to spin and my eyes to shoot wide open.

"What just happened!"

Abruptly sitting up straight, I found my body drenched in sweat. Touching my body in a daze I noticed I was on top of a small bed with the bedsheets damp from my sweat. Looking at my hands I couldn't see any trace of the previous gruesome scene from when I was climbing down the rope.

Glancing around, I finally took notice of my surroundings. I was inside a small room with what seemed to be a Japanese tatami-style floor. The room was rather empty, and aside from a small tea table and a large ancient clock that constantly tolled in the corner of the room, there was no other furniture.

"You up kid?"

"Huh?"

Snapping my head to the right, where the voice was coming from, a middle-aged man sat next to the tea table preparing some tea. His carefree movements and his calm demeanor when preparing the tea, blended with the tranquil surroundings.

The aroma coming from the tea filled the entire room prompting me to momentarily relax. But not for long as I immediately jumped out of the bed and warily look at the stranger before me.

Jet black hair, deep black eyes, and a stern but yet kind-looking face.

"Relax kid, I'm not gonna do anything to you"

"Who are you?"

I warily asked without letting my guard down.

If not for the fact that I was sure that he was not there when I was previously checking the room, I wouldn't have been as wary as I was now.

A master

He was definitely a master beyond my level.

Only someone who was leagues above my level could suddenly appear out of thin air without me noticing.

Smacking his fist in his hand, as if he was reminded of something the stern-looking middle-aged man looked at me and spoke "Ah! that's right! I haven't introduced myself yet have I?" Lightly smiling, he extended his right hand towards my direction "A pleasure to meet you kid my name is Toshimoto Keiki"

Instantly my pupils dilated, and my mouth went slack.

"Bu-t but b-ut how? Aren't you already dead!"

My speech stuttered and my body trembled as I looked at the man before me in shock.

"Hey, kid don't be like that."

Laughing bitterly at my reaction, Grandmaster Keiki calmly put down the teapot and blew on the teacup in his hand.

"fuuu...Yes technically I could be considered to be dead but...someone intruded my home waking up the remnant soul I left behind when I passed away"

"R-remnant soul!"

an expert reached a certain rank, they could learn an ancient Chinese technique known as [Soul division]. Its main purpose was to split a soul and attach it to an object, allowing a person to for a short moment of time interact with the initiator of the technique.

apart from inheriting the memories of

this, I managed to put the two and two

"Cough...Sorry about that"

worries no

"Ren"

"Scuse me?"

Keiki raised his eyebrow and looked at me who was reaching

is Ren.

had not asked for your name...a pleasure to meet you,

looked at

"Please sit down"

down next to the tea table, Grandmaster Keiki took the porcelain

"Green or black?"

"ehmm...let's go with green"

tea leaves to the brewing vessel and slowly poured hot water inside of

Grandmaster Keiki let out a sad sigh and a nostalgic looked

I lived in a country known as Japan. It was one of the most beautiful places in the world.

I immediately sat up straight and paid close attention

knew, I paid my full-hearted attention to him because of my respect for

have been a fictional character that I had created, that

a fictional character, and this world was no longer a novel. This was real...and the man before me was Grandmaster Keiki, a legendary warrior that sacrificed his life for

his past, Grandmaster Keiki

the disaster, I had a beautiful wife and daughter. Back then I worked as a Kendo instructor and although

knew started to crumble.

Keiki clenched the teacup he was holding

the second

huge breath he tried to calm himself down before continuing his

air and calmly observed us like some kind of mice inside of a lab. To this day I still remember their arrogant eyes and creepy smiles that took pleasure in our

trembling, Grandmaster Keiki looked directly at

was supposed to be a remnant consciousness I could still vividly see the sadness and anguish hidden

as they deemed

his expression which was previously still stoic completely crumbled as more tears started streaming

my wife and daughter

and husband let the tears stream down his face as he mourned for the death

the frail-looking man break down in front of me, I chose to remain silent and patiently waited for him to calm down. A slight tinge

Grandmaster Keiki stood

you had to

"No, I understand"

and

a couple of

it seems that my luck isn't

(Japanese style door) and walked outside the room as he

"Follow me."

the room I was left flabbergasted. An inexplicably beautiful garden stood before me. I felt a sudden loss of breath as I stood there blankly, mesmerized by the

-Tak! -Tak! -Tak!

covered the surroundings of the garden and in the middle of it appeared a large transparent pond where koi fish of multiple different sizes freely swam in it. Birds freely roamed and chirped around the cloudless blue sky, and occasionally you would hear the

I walked around the garden the more

which ranged from red and white slightly peeking the surface of the water almost as if they

stood a small island connected by a

across the bridge, once again my

composed and surrounded by gravel which was raked to resemble ripples in water, appeared in my line of

"A zen garden."

"It's nice isn't it?"

the zen garden, grandmaster Keiki waved his hand urging me

I sat down

zen garden before us. It was strange but yet

was really surprised when I first

who with a smile plastered

to this place, and rightfully so, as I

did find this place out of pure luck, I made sure they wouldn't be

Keiki glanced at me, which made me recall the traumatizing experience I

I'm still being haunted by the rope to this day!' I cursed inwardly as I smiled and

"Yes I remember"

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