What original owner didn't know was that Nerthalis poison took a full week before it fatally killed a human.
All he knew was that Nerthalis could freeze things.
So, on the seventh night, he went to sleep and never woke up again. His soul was replaced by a new one.
"What a spoiled idiot," Gara muttered under his breath. If the original owner had just told his mother, he might still be alive right now.
Don't blame anyone. He's found a new family in his next life. Fate has already taken its course.
Gara was surprised. The same goddess who had done nothing but scold him yesterday was now acting like a real deity.
I know exactly what you're thinking.
Gara let out an awkward chuckle. He folded the paper in his hands and stepped outside to check on the Nerthalis plant, the one the original owner had partially cut down.
The Nerthalis was planted near the fence. Only a small yellowish stem stuck out from the soil, barely surviving. It looked miserable.
