BlueHanma

A remake of my history My second life as the successor to the Duke of Thorny Flowers.

At 37, a man disillusioned with modern life and disappointed by his family finds himself trapped in an empty routine. His work in biotechnology, once promising a bright future, is cut short by an explosion caused by corporate intrigues, leading to his death. However, instead of an ending, he awakens in a fantasy world, where he rediscovers the meaning of connection and love. In this new realm, he forms deep and meaningful bonds, reflecting on what he has lost and the importance of preserving family ties. Through his journey, he learns that the essence of life lies in the relationships we choose to forge, even in the beyond.

*Correction of all grammatical and writing errors since I feel that now I have a more complete idea of ​​the world I want to create. WITH MY ORIGINAL IDEAS

The Light After Darkness Like a Vizcount

At 37 years old, I find myself trapped in a life I barely recognize. Modernity has left me exhausted, and the disappointment I feel toward my family is a weight I cannot bear. My days in biotechnology and genetics, which once promised a bright future, have become a labyrinth of ambitions and betrayals.

Every day, I look around and wonder when I lost my way. My conversations with family have turned into empty exchanges, filled with clichés and lacking depth. I long for authentic connections, those family ties that once gave my life meaning.

One morning, while working on a project that could revolutionize medicine, a sudden explosion shook the laboratory. The blast was a chaos of screams and debris; in the midst of the confusion, I realized that corporate intrigues had taken their toll. The fire consumed my dreams and, in an instant, my life as well.

But death was not the end. I awoke in a fantasy world, where the light was brighter and the air purer. Around me, creatures and dreamlike landscapes contrasted sharply with the gray reality I had left behind. In this new existence, I encountered beings who valued connection, family, and love in a way I had forgotten. Betrayals were less common, and each bond I formed was deep and meaningful.

As I explored this new world, I began to reflect on what I had lost. My old yearnings for connection transformed into a burning desire to preserve those ties. Biotechnology and genetics, which had once been my life, became tools to better understand this new reality. Each discovery reminded me of the fragility of existence and the importance of cherishing those we love.

On this journey, I faced creatures that mirrored my own fears and desires. I learned that, although life can be cruel and disappointing, there is always hope in genuine connection. With every friendship I nurtured, I reconstructed the family I so deeply yearned for, but in a way I had never imagined possible.

So, as I navigate this fantasy world, I realize that death did not mark the end of my story. On the contrary, it has been the catalyst for a new life, full of opportunities to rediscover what truly matters. Because, in the end, the essence of life lies in the bonds we choose to forge, whether in the real world or in the realm of dreams.

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