My 22-Sided Plane Die

"When the die lands on side 22, I will kill the last one of me..." The guard stared at the young cartoonist in front of him, frowning. "This guy is crazy." When the cell door was closed and only one person was left in the room, the sound of copper dice falling to the ground was heard in the cell. The dice bounces, once, twice... When he opened the cell door again, there was no one inside. "World Rating Completed - Grade A" "Dear creators, you will have the right to choose your rewards" The young man quietly returned to his desk, dipped his pen in the blood on his wrist, and completed his work—— "So, this is the end?" The young man holds the dice: "No, it's not over yet..." The dice bounces, once, twice...