A Reviewer's Fate
Game Review.
Heart-fluttering Stormy Harem Transfer Student.
It was a brand-new dating sim that had just hit the market.
Thanks to my status as a jobless, unemployed, orphaned loser, I managed to 100% clear the game in less than a week.
The game was actually pretty fun. Aside from the dating sim elements, the character cultivation system was incredibly well-designed.
Because of that, even someone like me, who usually had zero interest in dating sims, had a blast playing it.
Of course, I had plenty of complaints when it came to the story.
But since the game itself was decent, I figured I could offer some advice as a paying customer.
Click, clack... Tap, tap...
"Hmm, this should be enough."
I praised the game and clearly pointed out what the flaws were and why.
On top of that, I even suggested how they could improve it in the future. This had to be a perfect, hundred-point piece of feedback.
Heh. In web novels these days, if you write a review like this, the monitor suddenly glows and you get reincarnated into the game.
Honestly, if it's a masterpiece like this, that might not even be so bad.
Still... it doesn't hurt to be careful. Maybe I should step back from the monitor?
"Alright, I'm in a good mood. Let's go outside for the first time in a while."
And just like that, while walking down the street, I got hit by a meteor.
Talk about rotten luck.
Fuck.