Chapter 7

The government consented to his request and provided him with a house to live in for the duration of the one-month reprieve. Today marked the final day of his extended time under supervision.
In a moment of despair, he muttered, "I would rather die on my own terms than be killed by those heartless individuals."
Among the food items he had acquired for his last meal, he had obtained a packet of rat poison. In addition to that, he had mixed in a handful of sleeping pills to minimize any potential pain and to ensure that he would pass away peacefully in his sleep. 
It was highly irregular for a prisoner to be allowed access to such harmful substances, but the authorities turned a blind eye to his actions. Their primary concern was to ensure that he would not cause them any further trouble by attempting to take his own life prematurely.
Despite the sleeping pills, he found himself unable to drift off to sleep as his entire life played out before his eyes. 
He couldn't help but ask himself, "Where did I go wrong?" 
The reasons for his heinous actions remained a mystery to him. Did he commit those crimes out of enjoyment or was there a deeper motive behind them? Regardless, the fact remained that he was a murderer, and the weight of his guilt was crushing.
He knew that his past deeds were unforgivable, and he wasn't expecting any redemption from nature. However, he was finally able to see the error of his ways.
As he finally drifted off to sleep, he made a small wish, "If I could be reborn, I want to be the strongest and live a life free from the constraints that led me down this path." 
"A life devoid of restrictions. An existence unshackled."
As he drifted off into slumber, guided by the sedatives he had taken, little did he know that he would soon awaken in a completely different reality, a world beyond his wildest imagination!
Did he really commit the heinous act of killing his own parents, or was he just falsely accused? Was he a mere bystander to the crime, or did someone else carry out the act while he was present? Perhaps it was his own teammate who was the true culprit?