Time Reversal File

I have lived for a very long time—so long that I’ve lost track of exactly how long.

Just as I was beginning to feel that this world had grown unbearably dull, I stumbled upon the existence of specific, unique individuals. These people live in the present yet possess knowledge of future events.

At first, I thought they must have traveled back using a time machine. However, they seemed to need to be made aware of such a device.

What enabled their “time travel” was not a machine but an unrelenting force of will at the moment of their death—most often fueled by hatred.

They were souls that had been wronged and killed in the future, returning to inhabit their past bodies or the bodies of others.

I don’t know if this is connected to "God," but that doesn’t matter. What fascinates me more are the stories of these "travelers."

Take, for instance, the story of a woman who was swindled out of her money by her husband and pushed to her death. After traveling back, she managed to shove her husband—who had faked his death—into a cremation furnace. Or the tale of a celebrity who died suddenly, only to find themselves reborn in the body of someone with the same name, regaining both their career and love.

I’ve traveled far and wide, piecing together clues to identify these travelers. Of course, there were also those I mistakenly thought were travelers, but their stories were equally captivating.

For example, there’s the man who uncovered his wife’s secret affair and sent her and her lover to prison. Or the one who decided to abandon their failing marriage only to achieve unprecedented success in their career.

When I approached these travelers, they were often surprised and wary initially. But once they learned of my intentions, they generously shared their stories.

They weren’t concerned about me sharing their tales with the world because, as a writer, my audience would naturally assume these stories were fictional. After all, time travel is too absurd for anyone to believe.

In a way, I’m more of a journalist, documenting the lives of others. But my identity as a writer affords me a unique advantage—readers are far more willing to accept bizarre stories from a novelist than a reporter with outlandish ideas.

I’ve compiled these stories into a collection. To make them more immersive, I’ve written them in the first person, allowing readers to experience the events through the perspective of those who lived them.