The day the towers fell upon Earth, the beginning of a man’s redemption had begun - well, it should’ve begun. He had lived a life of gambling, drinking, smoking, of basically doing nothing. Only having gone through the paths of despair, rage, madness, pain, joy, and lastly regret does he understand that he had been wrong. That he could of changed for the better. But, for such a miracle to ever occur is unlikely - he had already wasted his life, and even the Earth he knew was no more. He had fought in the final battle with his heart and soul. With tooth and nail. However, they were too powerful. The enemy that was ever-growing and strong. They had overwhelmed them from the start. It had been impossible. For someone who had now lost everything, what else could he do except mourn and weep? His only wish had been to be a better person… to amend all the regrets he had made, to live a life renewed… Could he finally get that wish? Well, all it took was one fleeting dream... Note: It's not exactly reincarnation by the way. This story will also have a sporadic release date and likely go on hiatus a lot. This is just me writing down concepts for later and practicing/experimenting with my writing. Sci-fi is also later introduced in the story. Also, it's a formality, but I don't own this image. So if you own it and want it taken off, just message me. Inspiration came from Tower of God, bit of Halo, Second coming of Avarice (for the first few chapters), The Scourge Earth, and a bit of Binary Blood.