My Endless Reset: Chasing Immortality

Immortality? Yeah, turns out it’s way harder than the stories make it sound. And the immortal world? It’s basically a plague zone now. If an immortal touches an infected mortal, their cultivation collapses—or worse, they get dragged back to the heavens like their warranty expired. Because of that, the immortal and mortal realms are completely split apart. To make it worse, every immortal art in existence… can only have one practitioner. One person. Ever. Use it once, and everyone else is locked out forever. Because of that, the immortal world has become a terrifying dark forest where everyone hunts everyone. …And me? I transmigrated in with big dreams. I wanted power, freedom, maybe a long healthy life. But talent? Yeah, no. I had nothing. So I lived a plain, boring, mediocre life—slowly rotting away like everyone else. Then, on my deathbed, something insane finally awakened: [TRUTH] — a treasure that lets me turn reality into a dream and rewind myself back to the moment I first arrived. My personal reset button. With that, I began my endless loop toward immortality. In my second life, I went political. Climbed the government. Ruled half the world in 50 years… But after searching every corner of the empire, I found zero sign of the Immortal Dao. Only at the end, when everything fell apart, did I finally glimpse it. In my third life, I planned everything, schemed harder than anyone, prepared for decades… But the moment I faced a real immortal? One sword. Game over. Then came the fourth life. And the fifth. And the sixth… I’ve died as a scholar, a noble, a warlord, a hermit, a villain, a saint, a nobody, a tyrant. But every time, I pressed reset. Because I, Kang Jihwan, an ordinary mortal with nothing but grit and a broken cheat ability, refuse to give up. If it takes a hundred lifetimes, a thousand, or ten thousand— I’ll chase the immortal path until the heavens themselves get sick of me. I’ll rewrite my fate. I’ll seize immortality with my own hands. This is my story. My loop. My obsession. My climb to the top of a world that doesn’t want me to reach it.