Goji's eyes slowly opened.
But this time…
there were no memories of animals.
No mouse.
No bird.
No suffering of seven lives.
He had forgotten everything.
The meeting with God… gone.
The lessons… gone.
Only one thing remained.
His past human life.
His ugly face.
His humiliation.
His loneliness.
That was the only memory he had wished to keep.
At first, everything was blurry.
He couldn't see clearly.
He only heard voices.
"Congratulations! It's a baby boy!"
Warm hands lifted him.
He felt weightless.
His mind was still confused.
Hospital…?
Did I survive the accident?
He tried to move.
Tried to stand.
But his body didn't respond.
It felt weak. Small.
He wanted to speak.
"Who are you? Stay away from me!"
But no words came out.
Only a soft cry.
He slowly realized—
His body was tiny.
Very tiny.
When his vision finally cleared…
He saw a man holding him.
A very handsome man.
Strong features. Bright eyes.
Goji stared.
Who is he…?
The man smiled warmly at him.
Then gently placed him down beside a woman lying on the bed.
The woman looked exhausted… but radiant.
She smiled through tears.
"Our son…"
The man leaned down and hugged her tightly.
Both of them looked overwhelmed with happiness.
Goji lay there… frozen.
He wasn't in a hospital bed recovering.
He wasn't alive after the accident.
He had been born.
Again.