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Please, Let Me Die! A Reluctant LITRPG Adventure
Draven Fucking Dies, Then Wishes To Die Again

Draven Fucking Dies, Then Wishes To Die Again

The school library was like Draven's home. He must've read every single book inside twice with how much time he spent inside it. But now, instead of reading, he was simply sitting in a cozy chair, looking through the window, his mind lost in thought. His eyes slowly drifted away, and he found himself looking at the laptop of a nearby student. He blinked, then squinted, trying to see what they were doing...

"Your stats have gone up!" quickly scrolled past the screen. Ah, so he was playing a videogame! That made sense. Teachers didn't really walk around the library very often, so it was the perfect place to get some privacy and go off-task without anyone noticing. 

Draven sighed in relief. But then, he took a closer look. The student wasn't playing a game, not at all... they were reading one. A LITRPG! 

A sour taste prickled Draven's tongue as he grit his teeth. A LITRPG? Really? He thought to himself. Of all the genres in the world, LITRPGs were the only types of fiction that he truly hated. Why bother reading a game when you can just play one, or watch someone else play one! It made no sense to Draven.

Before he could get even angrier, he grabbed his bag, and he ran. He ran out of the library, through the hallway, out the door, into the street, and--

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He froze like a deer in headlights as a honk blared in his ears, and a truck rammed into him at full speed. 

...

"Hero? Hero!" Draven's eyes peeled open, and he glanced up at the voice. It came from a red-haired woman with pointy ears. 

...pointy ears, huh? Is this some kind of dream?

"You're finally awake! After we summoned you, you collapsed! Are you okay?" 

He coughed, then sat up, taking a look around. He was in some kind of... old timey room? It was like something he'd seen in a renaissance fair. "I... where am I?"

"The great nation of Ethera, hero. We're under attack by a--"

"Malicious demon king?" Draven interrupted, his mind slowly putting things together. 

"Yes, and we summoned you to defeat him." The woman seemed to have tears in her eyes as she spoke. "I'm so glad the spell worked..." 

Magic. Elves. A demon king. Oh God. If this works... if this works, I'm killing myself.

"Status window."

Suddenly, something appeared in a glimmer of blue. It floated there, in the air. 

Name: Draven

Occupation: Hero

And before he could read any more, Draven let out a harrowing scream. 

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