Die, Die, Die, Die, Die! I'm Screwed! Give Me a Way Out!

[Transmigrating to Another World + Decisive and Ruthless + Clear-Headed + Monsters Run Amok + Slow-Burn Pacing + Funny and Lighthearted]

With chaos on the horizon and the empire divided, this is an age when martial arts reach their pinnacle and the path of magic knows no bounds!

And Dale, through sheer bad luck, transmigrated into the body of a nobleman who had just died. He thought that being a noble meant he could just kick back and take it easy.

But as soon as he transmigrated, he got a taste of what it was like to get along with this “friendly” otherworld.

All kinds of demons and monsters revealed themselves. With a nightmarish start and a broken body, he could barely keep his eyes open as he faced all the “hatred, fear, greed, despair, loneliness, evil, and other ‘friendly’ local specialties” this otherworld had to offer.

There were also a few lecherous old men whose eyes looked at me the way they might look at an eighteen-year-old girl. They really made Dale feel the love this otherworld had for him.

As the “friendly” representative, all Dale could say was, “This is so cool! Absolutely amazing...”

“Looks like none of you want me to live, huh?”

“I’ve only got one wretched life to lose, so... let’s all stop playing.”

“...”

By the time he became the embodiment of a taboo the world dared not speak of, Dale looked at the gleaming white blood-soaked sword in my hand and the billions of people lying dead in pools of blood, every face filled with “friendliness.”

Feeling completely at ease, Dale let out a breath.

Dale: “Hey, buddy, do you think I’m cool now?”

“Oh, you’re not answering me?”

“I’ll kick your head clean off!”

“Sorry, but around here, no one’s allowed to act aloof!”