I was redeemed by death.
No need to eat, no need to rent a house, no need to fight to the death to stay alive.
The accounts of my lifetime have been wiped out, and the rules of the world can no longer control me.
The work station in the Netherworld was small, but no one urged me to work hard.
Death said, redemption is redemption.
I finally didn't have to climb any further.
Concept: A walking corpse, but free and carefree