Today felt like being smothered by a soggy, heavy raincloud that refused to drift away.
It wasn't the end of the world, but to her, it might as well have been.
Because today, her best friend—the girl she grew up with, the one she shared every secret with—looked at her with a face full of disappointment and anger, and said:
"If you want me to forgive you, go die a million times first."
Her voice carried fury, heartbreak, and a deep, indescribable disappointment.
After saying that, her friend walked away without even looking back, leaving the girl frozen on the spot.
Her heart felt like it had taken a direct punch—so hard she almost forgot how to breathe.
She opened her mouth, let out a strained, bitter laugh, and murmured:
"…How could I even die a million times? I'd die once and that's it. I'm sorry… I really didn't mean it…"
But her words dissolved into the wind.
She dragged her heavy body home, collapsed onto her bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling.
The argument kept looping in her mind like a broken tape.
"Maybe I should just sleep… Maybe I'll feel better when I wake up,"
she thought as she closed her eyes.
At least dreams wouldn't hurt this much.
However—
She "woke up" inside her dream.
Everything was white, like a room woven out of soft clouds with stars scattered across them.
Sitting in front of her was a breathtakingly beautiful goddess—silver hair cascading like a waterfall, skin glowing faintly, and a smile sweet enough to melt sugar.
Yet deep in her green eyes, a mischievous spark flickered.
The goddess saw her and immediately opened her arms excitedly.
"I heard it! Your friend told you to 'go die a million times', right?
So interesting~ I can help you with that."
She was so startled that she fell backward, landing hard on her butt.
Her voice trembled with panic.
"W-wait!? I didn't mean that literally—she was just angry!"
The goddess ignored her, letting out a playful giggle as she waved her hand.
Green light swirled around her, wrapping around her body like vines.
She felt warmth surge into her limbs and chest.
"There! I've made you immortal. Now you can die a million times."
Her legs gave way.
Her mind spun wildly.
Immortal…?
"I don't want to die at all—please, don't do this!"
But the goddess only grew more excited, her eyes sparkling like she'd found a new toy.
"And I'll even install a system inside you! Every day, you can choose how you want to die—no repeated deaths! Super fun, like a game!
And if you don't choose, the system will pick a death for you~ I'm so considerate, right?"
She stiffened, throat dry.
Game?
This is a curse.
She tried to crawl away, but her body wouldn't respond.
The goddess leaned close.
Her sweet smile took on a shade of twisted delight, green eyes glowing like ghostly flames.
"And every death will be recorded. Later, you can watch the videos with your friend♡
Imagine her watching you die again and again… do you think she'll forgive you then? Isn't that exciting?"
Her heart plummeted.
Recorded?
Shown to her?
That would destroy everything—
She opened her mouth to scream, but the dream fractured.
The white walls shattered like glass, the fragments falling like snow as her body plunged into a bottomless darkness.
The goddess's final words echoed around her like a cursed lullaby:
"Enjoy your immortality—go die a million times, my dear."
Then—
She jerked awake.
Sweat drenched her skin.
Her chest heaved as she gasped for air.
It was a dream.
Thank god, it was just a dream…
She wiped her forehead, letting out a shaky sigh.
Tomorrow…
Tomorrow she would apologize properly.
Not by dying.
By being sincere.
But then—
A thunderous crash shook her entire room.
The ceiling burst open.
A half‑meter‑wide meteor tore through the roof, trailing fire as it plunged straight toward her.
She barely had time to look up, eyes widening.
Wh—what—
Before she could speak—
BOOM.
Everything turned black.
A calm, emotionless system voice followed, like reading the weather report:
[Death 001 / 1,000,000 achieved: Crushed by meteor.]
[Video recorded.]