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{prologue}A dream that would never end

Karma

What is it?

Cultures across realities have different meanings, and individuals have different understandings yet here in the eternal expanse of blood it represented a sort of currency an opportunity for a better life a better existence 

Some choose to enter lives of suffering to increase their karmas some try to change the world and an ambitious few atempt to go even further and attain further goals

Alone stood a single entity laid in soul form no food no companion ship he? He used to be an ambitious man yet the creature distinctly not human lost the light in his eyes 

He gave up, often blinded by greed or other delusions some souls attempt to endure the suffering by themselves without the protection of a body their egos are almost always broken down and they become part of the blood

There are three types of reincarnated, the enlightened seek torment constantly yet many no longer know why. Some tried their hardest to maintain their ego and only reincarnated when they had enough karma to retain their memories 

A final group still fresh with ambitions try to make the most of each life and tries to pick worlds of quality either retaining their memories or gaining ability beyond their current world 

There will always be a 4th type of anomaly's, creatures through their very nature that don't forget they don't dull not much is known about anomalies one such is an immortal from "murim-3578" calling himself Xie was able to manipulate and extend his and the lives of others regardless of anything else

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A newly born soul repeated his life of routine he didn't understand the others like him why didn't they listen to him? Why would they risk their karmas in a mortal life with no hope for what? Didn't they know he was always right

"Either way this should be the 1,000th time I've repeated this movement I don't know what else I could do to improve my soul" the human-like soul "spoke" to a chained ??? 

It was an anomaly 

Her story was lost to time, she would only repeat certain movements some resembling martial arts, she never spoke it seemed like she couldn't chained by the blood-soaked rusty chains 

The entity stared at the young soul she seemed to know their time was done and spoke for the first and the last time

"Good Luck"

The chains darkened in color as they pulled her down sinking into the viscous blood

Yet the man didn't seem to have an ounce of pity or regret for the long period with no physical body and having no experience of being "alive" he only felt a small sunk cost at how she could have given more use with those words

He walked again like he always had, nothing had changed he would repeat this forever until he had enough karma to become a god too this was his goal. He didn't know when he would meet another like himself but his life would change soon 

very very soon

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