A man died during the pandemic in 2020, but as he closed his eyes for the last time, something stirred in his mind. When he opened them, he discovered that he had been reborn in what appeared to be ancient China, yet he retained all his memories from the future. 

Let us follow Shen Mu, as he makes his way in a world he knows nothing about and learns the truth about the world, and his mission as a cultivator.

Can his memories of the future help in a place where magic is real? And what is that other presence in his mind?

Rebirth and Reincarnation

“Aaah! The crisp mountain air. Isn’t it invigorating?” 


I wanted to kick Mu in the shin, or somewhere equally hurtful. Unfortunately, I was too busy shivering and trying to prevent my teeth from cutting my tongue clean off. 


To my right, Arthur appeared on the same boat; his hands rubbing his chest and arms in an attempt to stave off the offending cold. 


Curiously enough, Aramis didn’t seem even a bit affected, despite wearing a dress with no cape. 


“I totally agree, Your Grace. The weather is wonderful,” the golden-haired maid said. 


Mu nodded with a wide smile. “Too true, my lady. Too true.” 


I mocked his words under my breath and would have done more had his arm not fallen on top of my shoulders, staving off the cold and providing me with a much-needed heat like that of a warm blanket, as he pulled me closer to his frame where my trembling subsided altogether. 


“Y-you’re enjoying t-this far t-too much,” I grumbled, stuttering despite the heat now coursing through me. 


A Stroll Through The Mountains