171st Round Continuation:
The curse of the dark navy cat and the soft pink rat. I turned into the dark navy cat. My sponsor turned into a soft pink rat. According to destiny, the cat would always catch the rat. However, the rat could have the choice of coming out if they wanted to.
Due to having the curse of the dark navy cat. I was locked up in prison where no one could find me. By being inside that prison, I neglected myself by not drinking water. I died from dehydration.
172nd Round
In the 172nd round, I died from exhaustion and tiredness.
173rd Round
Rosewood said she desired fame above everything else. I'm going to fulfill her dream instead, I wouldn't be surprised if she started to send me some bad luck. I've already suffered enough, what more do you want me to do?
Rosewood set me on fire when I was feeling vulnerable. Thanks to her, I died in the 173rd Round.
174th Round
I wrote the name Rosewood on a wood board and used it as fuel to a campfire. I was in a camping scenario one day. This was my way of showing disrespect to Rosewood honestly. I just had to call her out and cancel her lol. Maybe I'll get cancelled one day too. Haven't I already suffered enough though?
I got mauled by a truck in which Aisha was driving it. She said she hoped I would get mauled by a truck. So I regressed and died thanks to her. She was a bully of mine anyways.
175th Round
Anyways I wrote the name Aisha on a rock and yeeted it into the ocean. I had hoped that she would reincarnate into that rock that I threw in my next life as revenge for bullying me to death in my last round.
I can transform into the Demon King of Liberation at will. All I have to say is....
Izroul...
The narrator transforms into a demon king by slowly growing horns that were in the shape of a bull. The horns were circle shaped like a snail's shell typically is. Dark markings travelled to cover up 51% of the narrator's skin and corrupted the skin turning it black. His eyes turned from sky blue to night blue.
Sometimes I wish the world of the scenarios occurred so the pain that I'm in could be relieved away. I want to transmigrate into a world where I'm free from pain.
Izroul the narrator has died due to a splitting headache killing him. The failure of this system was killing the narrators and authors of this story.