Summary
“Damn this world, let it burn!” A single exasperated cry while succumbing to overwork. But instead of dying, I woke up inside the game Id been playing. As compensation for the hellish life I endured, I gained a unique ability to view information about people and objects. Determined to use this skill to lead a peaceful, carefree life, my resolve was interrupted by an unexpected *system message*: [To a player who has suffered immensely and wishes for the world's downfall, the system grants the chance to fulfill that desire.]