It Was A Good Run

[Objective: Die]

"..."

I stared blankly at the notification for a while.

Eventually, I simply snorted a laugh, muttering as I scratched my head.

"You're seriously telling me to kill myself...?"

Needless to say, there was no way that was going to happen. Even if it was the only way to progress to the next Floor... Well, how could that even be possible?

If I died here, would it revive me? In that case, maybe it would be fine after all.

However, I wasn't going to blindly trust in something that was no more than an unconfirmed possibility. Not enough to bet my life on it, anyway.

Whether you call that being a pussy, not having guts or balls, or even being smart, the label didn't really matter.

What mattered in any case was that it wasn't going to happen.