So I Gave Up on Using a Secret Identity

I transmigrated, and I only have three days to live.

To keep living, I have to build up popularity on a forum.

Unless something goes wrong, this is the famous Conan world, and my appearance is already quite striking. Behind my seemingly ordinary college student identity, there should be plenty of tragic, beautiful, and powerful backstory, too.

[Host, hurry and seize the spotlight in the plot to build popularity. Twenty-four hours remaining.] The System sounds so official.

Me: ...Great! I can die now!

[If you die, your soul will be erased. You will not be able to return to your original world.] The System seems a little panicked.

Me: Isn't that perfect?

My profile appears in the forum in a shabby rental apartment, but a bunch of people pop up out of nowhere to comment, “Wow, the new character is so good-looking!” “Mommy, I want to be his looks fan!” “Is he on the red side or the black side?”

I don't really care. I'm going to die soon, and then I'll welcome a wonderful death.

So I gave up on the System's whole idea of using a secret identity and stayed right at my starting point until 11:30 p.m. on the third day.

Theme: Don't be a sucker who works himself to death!