Synopsis
I was locked away for the rest of my life simply because I knew what I was — a saint. A real one. But the temple already had its designated saint, so that didn't matter to anyone. I died from everything they put me through, and got sent back. Then I died again. Fifteen times. After the fifteenth regression I was done. I prayed for just one thing: "I want nothing to do with any of this. Let me die." And right at the moment I was finally going to get my wish, a voice cut in. "How about becoming…
