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It would be a strange world.

Wouldn't it be wrong for the Great Sage to reincarnate himself? I was troubled by this.

However, considering the fact that he had spent so much of his life working for the world and for others, shouldn't he be selfish at least in the end? He thought.

Above all, he never thought his life was as good as people thought it was.

People admired him. Appreciated. Relied on.

But as he became more and more famous, his free time dwindled. My days are hard.

It's hard to say no to people who ask you for help.

Especially when it's a problem that can't be solved by anyone but you.

I'm not saying that I've had a bad life, but I also wish I'd lived a quieter one.

So I planned to live a quiet life when I reincarnated.

(The time of my next life will be far in the future than now. By then, I won't be needed anymore. I've taken an apprentice and given him all kinds of knowledge.)

So he looked around at the end of his students.

They had tears in their eyes.

I'm going to miss my students. But that's what comes to all men. Only I can't avoid it.

The Great Sage finally smiled as he looked at his disciples with tears in his eyes .

Then his consciousness slowly faded and the faces of the disciples in front of him became dim.

Then, his heart, which had been beating daily for eighty-eight years, came to a halt.