This is the story of how I ended up being strangled to death.

After working himself into an early grave, a weary office worker wakes up in the body of Chloe Winterland, a silver-haired orphan living on the edge of a war-torn nation.

The orphanage is corrupt. The future is worse.

Armed with a rare talent for detection magic, Chloe enlists before anyone can sell her off and spends the next few years doing exactly what she planned: staying far away from danger and putting bullets through people from a safe distance.

It should have been simple.

The problem is that Chloe enjoys watching hope collapse.

The bigger the dream, the sweeter the fall.

Unfortunately, while she's quietly indulging that side of herself, everyone else seems determined to misunderstand her. Comrades see a selfless hero. Civilians see a guardian angel. The people she saves keep looking at her with eyes that make her increasingly uncomfortable.

And somewhere between the battlefield, the lies, and the people who refuse to stop loving her, Chloe begins walking toward an ending she already spoiled on the very first page.