out any prior warning, his body started turning into bright motes

knew that the next time he awakened, he would be completely reborn, from inside out, just l

he couldn't remember much of who he had been before. More than two decades he had sp

er. And mere vague notions, like the fact he had been raised in an orphanage by an old nun. B

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aming sense he had been subjected to aside, th

in the Holy Scripture that he had been tau

n. Everything he had experienced growing up in Cradle was merely a preparation for his new life in Haven. A tutorial teaching

rldborn were granted a clean break from t

ived, what greeted Noah when he opened his eyes wasn't the

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at Haven was suppo

g with his ascension,

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rly-transparent skin without any scars or cal

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blind.

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! Could

on arrival, and w

s slender neck to look at hi

lack, mirror-like surface of the floor he was stan

gh

g the oversized t-shirt he had been in before he was beam

t transcended age, race, and gender! His skin had become as supple and smooth as that of a n

th softer and more charming, his l

ck eyelashes that were the envy of the entire

em well because the f

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imself a qu

ysical. Also

body's strength. He ought to be

y, and exactly as mentioned by the Holy Scripture. Although it was still in a state of flux, he

take a wrong

n, it would be because someone

guide take an un

space... couldn't po

n amok, a magnificent disembodied voice rev

ou have been chosen for the special and much sou

ed, his big eyes widening into

kly managed to regain its majesty to continue the speech, "Ahe

Noah wiped off nonexistent s

. Are you a disembodied soul? Technically yes... but your soul has been upgraded into a spirit body, so it is

r am I not de

alities! The line between dead and un

y set the question of dead or undead aside and concentrated

sed, its reply lacking i

ot up. His lips twitched several times as he tried, wit

questioned, "Then, where are my promised vibrant green hills as far as the

pressed outrage, "...the crystal-clear pool of sparkly

n, "Actually–" then halted,

ing to direct an inquiry toward a third person in a furious yet hushed voice: "I don't remembe

s were coming from, he directed a sheepish look towards a random direction, "My bad. Wrong Holy Script

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ilence descended up

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their appearance has been greatly lowered in the later chapters, and the tone of the novel doesn't flip-f