Her past killed her with regrets. Her future killed her with anxieties. And her present refused to be her ally.

Just when she tought her suffering would finally end along with her life, fate decided to extend it.

In a brand new place, a brand new life, she was reborn.

As a bastard, a daughter of a harlot.

Discarded, as soon as the sense of pity and guilt from adult around her died off.

Still, many would think it was a second chance, an opportunity to live a fulfilling life. But Yora thought otherwise.

Sure, she was given a brand new life, one where she could start over.

But she was reborn with her past life memories, and with it, she brought all her bad habits and scum-like personality too.

Her soul was still the weary and defeated one. Her mentality was still rotten and loathsome.

For Yora, this new life was just a continuation of the previous one, a resumption of yesterday.