I Became the Childhood Friend Who Must Die Once to Awaken. So, Just Let Me Die

There were women approaching me, who had decided to die.

I created a game character. Instead of taking several perks, I added restrictions. ▶Restriction (I): “Curse of Sensory Seal” ─Permanently seals a chosen sense. ─Choice: Sight, Taste, Smell ▶Restriction (II): “Curse of Short Life” ─You are born with a body doomed to a short life. ▶Restriction (III): “Curse of Silence” ─Speaking causes you pain. When the next day came, I couldn’t see anything.

Eliza de Bevel, a notorious villainess. I decided to run away from her, as she was trying to kill me… But her reaction is strange?

I don’t need companions. I don’t do party play. But… the game forces party play?

Horror of the Continent: The Immortal King Brings Despair, While the Light Knight Defies the Divine Will. In an era of chaos, numerous heroes emerge, striving to navigate the tumultuous land. However, amidst this turmoil, sudden and enigmatic forces make their appearance on the continent. Little did they know, it was all me. …To be precise, they were my alter egos sent to this other world. #Unintentionally becoming the villain of the world. #Somehow, I become both the demon king and the hero. #One person, multiple roles.

I used to think that my stealing skill only worked on what was worthless to a person. But just before I died, I realized that I could also steal the skills. So I stole the regression.

‘Just kill them instead of torturing them endlessly.’ I used to wholeheartedly agree with that statement… Until I became the heroine of the regret, devastation, and obsession story myself.

I reunited with the girl who left me when I lost everything.

202X. In the back alleys of Seoul, South Korea… He looked down at the heroes under his feet—the heroes who adorned themselves in a variety of colorful clothes, as if they were K-pop idols on TV. Those heroes? They were crawling beneath him, their gaudy outfits smeared with dirt. That was the true nature of being a hero. He hoped the individuals before him learned that lesson well. It was time to ensure they never forgot it. As a magical girl, he swung his hammer down. This is a bright story. The story of a man reclaiming his light.