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He is born, he lives, he dies and then comes then resurrection. Over and over. All the mad people in the world, he wonders if they are mad or if they just remember everything from before.
The cursed few can remember every life they ever lived. Shape it upon rebirth. He did. In none of them he is happy. In none of them he lives a normal life.
He try it just the once, but the thought having it and having to give it, that's too painful. So he is born and dies, alive but never really living a life.