This work is currently being revised. The first six chapters have been revised.
A master of putting on a different face: gentle and considerate in front of his wife, top x ice-cold enough to freeze you, with rolling his eyes as his most polite greeting, bottom
In the New Life Game, players compete in person. Clear the game and live; fail, and die. The people here long to attain “new life,” but eventually they discover that this supposed new life is nothing more than an absurd joke and illusion created by the game's master, the New Life System.
Only one person managed to escape. He wrote down his experiences in a diary, but the diary drew him back into the System once more.
This time, he decides to make sure everyone truly gets a new life.
Content warnings:
This story has little romance, and the top appears relatively late. My writing is limited, and sometimes I miss typos or duplicated words while proofreading.
Updates are slow. I'll try to stick to Saturdays between 9 and 10 p.m. (one chapter every seven days). The schedule for public holidays is undecided. If I update at another time, I'll let you know in advance.
If you care about prose or have little patience, read with caution. If you don't enjoy the early part, I don't recommend continuing.
I hope you enjoy reading.
Theme: To be added
