The last thing I remember was the smell of burnt coffee and the satisfying click of the "Terminate Employment" button on my laptop. Then, my chest exploded. Classic heart attack. I figured that was it—lights out, eternal void, maybe a stern lecture from a guy in sandals if Sunday school was right.
I was wrong.
I woke up to a notification that wasn’t an email from HR. It was glowing in neon blue directly onto my retinas.
System Alert: Resurrection Successful.
Current Status: Dungeon Core (Class: Obsidian).
Outstanding Balance: -1,000,000 Mana.
Daily Interest Rate: 50%.
Time Until Liquidation of Soul: 23 hours, 59 minutes.
I didn’t go to Heaven or Hell. I got reincarnated into a predatory loan. And if I don’t turn a profit by tomorrow, my existence is getting foreclosed.
Closing Note：
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