Progressing Thought of Linked Art Practitioner

I did not wish to be born like this.

I spent a shitty life and until the last moment getting killed, every day of my life is full of sadness.

I did not think it was mortifying. It did not seem to be mortifying.

I did not think why. I did not have a doubt.

In fact, I’m just a human. I received what life gave me with a biased thought and broken way of thinking.

Or so it seems to be, until now.

A curse to restart life after dying.

A shut-in staying indoor because of distrust in human being. For months and years, piling up useless knowledge and keeping an immature mind.

Usable knowledge? There’s no way~

Don’t look down on a NEET !

I know one thing that’s clear though.

My life in different world starts now.