In the upper reaches of the Celestial Bureaucracy, tucked somewhere between the Department of Karmic Reincarnations and the Records of Universal Mishaps, a very frustrated deity named Registrar Tien was having a headache. A glowing blue orb floated stubbornly in the air before him, vibrating with a sort of smug confidence.
"This is the fifth time!" Tien roared, slamming a jade tablet on his desk. "Fifth! You're not even supposed to exist in this dimension anymore!"
The soul orb pulsed innocently. If it had a face, it would've been smiling.
Tien rubbed his temple and pointed his brush at it. "Nope. This time, you're going somewhere remote. No high-level world. No Earth again. Definitely not the Hero's Circuit. Let's see how you enjoy... Ah. Realm 497-Zeta: The Broken Sky Realm. That's right. Cultivation-based. Harsh. Chaotic. Perfect!"
The orb wobbled, slightly amused.
Tien muttered an incantation, scribbled some messy divine script on a golden scroll, and chucked the orb straight through the Rebirth Chute.
"Try being funny there, reincarnator."
And thus, the soul of Shen Yuan, age unknown, former Earthling, amateur comedian, ramen enthusiast, and two-time accidental cultivator, hurtled through the cosmic passageway once more unaware that his next life would begin in the most unexpected and chaotic fashion yet.