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What do you do when at the end of your rope, repeating everything possible, every time you die you start anew in a different world living a different life, becoming everything you can imagine, to claw your way out of the hellhole you call life, hoping for it to end, But then came a chance for you, a way to end it all. Repeating a procedure, every time trying to make it less boring, many break at a certain point, everlasting is merely a nightmare that is on repeat.