He lived as a genius, a scientist, a mechanic, and a schoolteacher. He experienced virtually every category of human existence that could be lived. And in every single life, meeting the red-eyed girl remained an absolute, unchangeable anchor in the timeline of the world.
Just as the red-eyed girl falling in love with the blue-eyed boy acted like an absolute trigger that ensured her inevitable death.
Every time he opened his eyes to a new life, he felt as though he had awakened directly into hell.
To him, continuing to live was a form of damnation beyond anything else in existence. It was a terrible curse that could not be broken by any earthly means.
To him, living was Sin.
His very existence was a Sin.
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Sophia's eyes snapped wide open. She sat up abruptly in her bed, gasping loudly for air as though an invisible hand had been choking her throughout her sleep.
