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It was a bright, cheerful morning the day Wang Zichen died. It was a miraculously hilarious death, he had been walking on the pavement near his neighborhood, when a flowerpot had fallen on his head, somehow it had hit a critial area. Such was how 27 year old Wang Zichen's life had ended *My luck is the most terrible of all* He had thought.

Zichen had been a rather unlucky individual since he had been born, it seemed that misfortune followed him everywhere, it even affected the people around him. *What a short life i lived, I'm even dying a virgin* he thought as he took his final breath.

If he thought that dying a very insignificant death was the unluckiest thing, fate was going to show Wang Zichen just how unlucky he truly was