Arknights: Death Is Not the End

Transmigrated into Arknights, and from the start a Fang Beast chewed him to pieces.

Comet thought he was dead.

Instead, his left arm became a one-eyed, four-legged beast, his liver turned into a compound-eyed flying insect, and his lungs became a monster that devoured flesh and blood and spun thread into cloth. With "fleshcraft," he clawed his way back out of the corpse.

He doesn't want to die. But Terra has no place for idlers.

The Ursus Patrol, Infected labor camps, the Reunion Movement, Talulah, Patriot... Before he could figure out how to stay alive, he'd already been swept into the deepest whirlpool of all.

The team needs a doctor, so he steps up. His body needs Originium crystals, so he cuts open his own arm and embeds the stones in his flesh.

Everyone thinks he's just a lucky Aegir with decent medical skills.

Only he knows that every night, he dreams of the same black-haired woman.

She smiles with narrowed eyes, as though she's known him for a long time.

"Who are you, really?"

"Don't ask. Just survive tonight."