The world was torn apart. A death game descended, dragging everyone between the ages of 15 and 29 into a nightmare devoid of empathy, compassion, and mercy.
Min Ryu had no choice but to fight. For ninety-nine lifetimes, he bled, killed, and lost everyone he ever loved. Each regression reset everything. Each failure erased his progress. Each death sent him back to the beginning.
But he kept going.
On his 99th attempt, Min Ryu finally reached the end of the game. He stood alone in front of the final boss’s chamber, exhausted, broken, but victorious.
Then the system killed him.
Not because he was weak. Because he was alone. The final boss requires five players. Min Ryu had no party left. Everyone was dead.
Now he awakens on his 100th and final regression. His last chance. If he fails this time, there is no reset. No return. Only death.
Min Ryu knows every trap. Every monster pattern. Every hidden item. He has ninety-nine lifetimes of experience crammed into one body.
But he cannot win alone. For the first time in a hundred lives, he must trust other people.
Can a man who has survived alone for ninety-nine regressions finally learn to build a team, or will the final boss claim his last life forever?
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