10 years later.

"RRAAGGH!"

A man heaved as he tried to get his dagger out of the stomach of a humungous shell.

"Dammit, my dagger's lodged in it so badly! This fucking Volturtle Shell..."

"You could always leave that behind, ya know?"

"No way am I leaving this behind! It's the first thing you gifted me, after all!"

The Healer girl blushed deep crimson, but the man seemed not to understand the implications of what he said.

"Tsk."

A girl dressed in a red martial martial cheongsam turned her head away, her eyes slightly sour and complicated.

The man simply kept heaving.

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"You've got ten seconds before you're left behind."

A woman in blue, a silver sword by her side, declared coldly.

"Ugh!"

In the end, he didn't manage to drag it out in time, and had to leave it behind.

He came back at night to find the dagger, but he fell into a trap in his eagerness - the most obvious yet the most dangerous one, a Firestorm Trap.

And he was burnt to a crisp.

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"... That's it?" I murmured.

What the fuck just happened?

One moment he was fine, the next moment he suicides?

I'm asking you, is this birdbrain playboy supposed to be my reincarnation?

I don't accept this! I will never accept this!

I can't watch my reincarnation act like a muscle-brain playboy!

Even though I had been through many years, as of this moment, I lost my mind.

It took me a few hundred years to finally calm down, but when I did, I was baffled beyond belief.

"...Just what the fuck happened here?"

I looked through the prompts to make sense of what was happening.

Zilo has opened the 30th Floor Gate. The Boss has spawned.

The minions have spawned.

The minions have broken out of the floor.

The minions have invaded the Outside.

Your world has been taken over.

Please restart your world.

"Ah, fuck that motherfucker!"

"I won't forgive him."

"I'll show him the worst hell I can!"