Red Maple - Reincarnation

After people die, do their souls fly to the moon?

Before I could think too much about it, I was absorbed by It;

Then, within that pure white space, I saw countless souls sleeping...

Like neatly stacked bricks and tiles, packed together in orderly rows;

Some had clear features, while others' faces were blurred, as though their facial features had been wiped away... Or rather, every symbol representing their individual identity had been erased!

It was also like... a kind of self-forgetting?

Was this the world after death? I seemed to see some familiar faces...

Waterweed...

Could Waterweed be here too!?

Just as I was about to search, a heavy drowsiness washed over me;

After forcing myself to drift some distance, I completely lost consciousness...

My name was Red Maple. It was a name I gave myself;

My parents had originally prepared another name for me, but I simply believed that I was called Red Maple.

Even though...

This name was the same as that of the great man who had liberated all living beings from the tyrant ten thousand years ago.

I liked lying in the grass and basking in the sun. I liked sleeping;

Even more, I liked lingering by small rivers;

I always felt...

That there should have been someone waiting for me.

My talent for cultivation was excellent, yet terrible!

Excellent in that no matter what martial arts knowledge it was, I could swiftly comprehend it in a short time;

Terrible because, even if I understood that martial knowledge... my body could not put it into practice.

It was as though there were an invisible barrier between my will and my body...

I asked my parents. I asked many people;

None of them had ever felt that way.

But one elder told me that the