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

Before the sun was even up, I came back to the place where we had been partying last night and found Bataar already waiting for those who, like me, were eager to start. Odsar was there too, watching the mountain we would have to hike soon. 


“Morning, Lady Shixian.” He greeted, holding a cup in his hand. 


“Good morning Bataar, slept well?” 


The man shook his head. “Couldn’t. Too much to do. I will get my rest tonight, hopefully.” He pointed at the beverage in his cup and then at me. “There’s honeyed tea if you want some.” 


I shook my head. My stomach was already in knots by the mixture of nerves and expectation. “No, thanks.” 


“Am I that transparent?” I frowned, but he shook his head while chuckled. 


“I’ve been doing this for the past two and a half centuries, so believe me when I tell you that you have a good poker face, but that I am good at reading people.” 


I stared openmouthed at him, and he laughed out loud. 


XXVII: First stages Part II