In a fantasy world, there are moments when someone has to stay behind.

Someone has to buy time.
Someone has to die.

And somehow,

it’s always me.

Ria is small, quiet, and easily overlooked. The kind of girl people assume won’t matter.

So when the moment comes, she steps forward without hesitation.

“I’ll stay.”

“No! You can’t!”

“It’s okay. If we don’t, everyone dies.”

A single tap confirms it.

[Use Self-Destruct?]
[Using this skill will result in death.]
[You will revive in the nearest village.]

She explodes.

And then she comes back.

Again.
And again.
And again.

Escaping a prison, crossing paths with mercenaries, and taking on dangerous quests, Ria keeps doing what she was made to do,

die for others.

But every death leaves a mark.

Not just on her,

but on the people who watch her die.

A noblewoman grieving her lost daughter begins to see something familiar in Ria’s face.
Companions who once accepted her sacrifices start to hesitate.
And the ones she saves can’t forget the moment she chose to disappear for them.

Because even if Ria returns,

their guilt doesn’t.

“I’m not a bad girl… it’s okay. I’ll come back.”

But the more she dies, the more something begins to change.

Regret turns into attachment.
Attachment turns into obsession.

And one day,

they might not let her die again.