Prologue

It’s another day working with no real-life goals. I’m 24 this year and yet I still live with my parents and my sister. I work at a tech support company that actually pays their employees properly but it’s just mindlessly typing on a computer for 10 hours a day, my eyes are sore because the last time I slept for longer than 4 hours was more than a month ago.

“Haaa, life sucks.” 

“Okay sir, that’ll be $12.99. Would you like to pay by cash or card.” 

“My eyes hurt ~ by card please.” 

“I’d recommend the new eyedrop product that was put on the shelf last week, it works very well and you can buy one  for only $7.99 and if you buy 3 you get the all-new exclusive panda figurine toy.” 

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“No thanks. Bye.” 

“Thank you for shopping with us, sir! Hope you come again!” 

I left the store along with my frozen spaghetti and milk, my back was bent like that one grandpa down the road that screams at kids all day, I looked at the stars depressed as I fantasize about my perfect vacation holiday.

{Ding!}

[When are you returning with the milk?]

I looked at my phone and a text from my sister came in, she’s in high school but she keeps on playing all these ‘Otome Games’ and I often watch her play since I had nothing better to do in life, recently she’s been playing this game called ‘Golden Judgement’ which is about a Viscount's daughter who levels up by killing monsters to beat a capture target in a duel, it's 'the most efficient way to capture the targets.' I don’t know which masochist invented the dumb game but the graphics and game mechanics were 5 generations ahead of other games that recently came out, it was quite unfortunate.

I continue to worry about my sister’s future when it comes to men as I walked home. 

“Hey! Oi! Watch-”

{Thud}

My legs... Pain... It hurts, damn it! 

What is this? Am I dying? I had no purpose in life in the first place but damn, I could’ve at least finished that doujin. 

“Hey! Are you alright?!”

A nearby bystander asked for my condition as screams ring my ear, I coughed out blood as a blurry figure approaches me, I need to make my dying last wish at the very least.

“P-please, t-tell my family…. To burn my desktop…. Never look at……..”

I mustered as much strength as I could to tell my dying wish before I lost my consciousness, I can die in peace now.