Death: I Have the Worst Job in the World

After the sacrifice and pain of the "Amusement Park Battle", heaven and the human world gained a brief period of peace and tranquility However, the power lurking in the darkness continues to grow. An unexpected situation that happened on campus kicked off everything It also made Morse, the God of Death, who is committed to protecting the safety of human souls, understand that The real threat is coming now... ※ The god of death with black robes and bones, cold words and deeds, and a habit of complaining But he has a warm heart that is different from his appearance What kind of past is hidden under the disguise? Face the threats and crises lurking in the darkness How should he protect the safety of human souls? ※ I'm Death and I have the worst job in the world Everyone's death process must be watched by me, because I must lead these people's souls to where they should go. Maybe you think I enjoy dying, but that's a ridiculous idea because the decision is never in my hands I am restricted from being involved in any death process because that would break the existing order. Whether it is natural death, death from illness, accidental death, suicide or homicide, everything is arranged. But people mistakenly blame all this on me, thinking that I can decide whether they live or die. There is nothing more ridiculous than this. This is definitely the worst job in the world