"But others who cross over aren't noble princes or world-renowned heroes, so why am I just a blind man!",The door was pushed open, and a young boy of about fourteen ran in, looking rather disheveled with messy hair, obscuring his features.,"This feeling of being watched is so unsettling. The child I saved in my past life, he must be watching over me. I'm surely here because of his blessing, so I can't disappoint him, I have to live!"。