The Player of Time a

His head ached faintly, bits and pieces of memory flickering like faulty light bulbs in his mind.,A young tour guide, looking like an apprentice, blushed as he asked a burly man in sunglasses for a mini megaphone. Unfortunately, his tiny figure was too short. He stood on his tiptoes and jumped around, looking quite adorable.,But before his rebirth, he had seen too many weaklings rise up and powerful figures fall. He had long understood a truth - never put your faith in any ability or equipment, no matter how extraordinary it may seem.。