I died.

　　I came back to life again.

　　- Before my task was completed and I was about to retire, the system informed me that I had to come back to save the world.

　　Because the protagonist was about to be killed by the villain.

　　I climbed out of the grave.

　　My original body looked terrible, tattered, and full of bones.

　　"Host, it has been twenty years." The system explained in a timely manner.

　　Twenty years had passed, the world had changed dramatically.

　　I looked up as a bloody rain fell, leaving black spots on the barren soil.

　　My Taiyin Sword was inserted upright in front of a tombstone.

　　I reached out my hand, and it buzzed and obediently jumped into my palm.

　　The glimmer of cold light revealed a strong aura.

　　Yes.

　　Now, I am free from the shackles of acting according to the original script.

　　The experiences accumulated in multiple worlds have skyrocketed my spiritual power.

　　"Master...?" a trembling voice filled with disbelief.

　　I turned around and saw Daxi Heng standing with a sword drawn.

　　He was the villain who once cheerfully opened my belly and tried to take my Golden Dan.