Narration:

One day, after she finished streaming the game, Valeria | Protagonist got sucked into the world of Memento Mori. An insanely difficult souls-like games with brutal, unforgiving enemies and extremely challenging bosses.

Needless to say, for a normal girl like her... surviving here is... near impossible. It didn't take long for her first death to occur. But that's not the end. No. Death is nothing to her. After all, she's a "PLAYER". Someone who will revive into the nearest checkpoint when she dies; just like in the game. But that doesn't mean the pain and trauma goes away. She died. Again, again, and again. Death, pain, suffering, despair, all familiar to her. And there's no end to it. If one wants to survive, they must learn how to fight. And so she taught herself. She swung her sword. She killed. And then she killed more, and more, and MORE. And she died again. She trained. She fought better. She killed more. Died more. Fought more.

The cycle never ended. Not for me, anyway. I'm stuck in this purgatory... Not until I beat this cursed damn game.

And thus, after uncountable amount of death, she arrived here; to the place where everything would end. Fuu~ I can do this. I can do this... She clasped her hand together, resembling a praying form, as she sat on the staircase leading to an insanely huge gate, towering over any human that stood before it. Behind that door is the final boss—literally, everything she had been working for had been leading up for this very moment. No... I'm nervous. It's normal, right? I mean, I was just a simple girl who can't even lift a sword before. But now... Now these sword are like second nature to me.

Here we go. The final boss. She climbed the stairs. She pushed open the ornate gate before her - an imposing architectural masterpiece that was more intimidating than welcoming. It creaked open, the disruptive sound slicing through the eerie silence that hung in the air like an omen of doom. C'mon Sayaka, pull yourself together, she inwardly chided. I've been through worse. This is nothing. I just need to kill it. Just like the usual. I killed everything else. ALL the other bosses. This one is the same!

She stepped into the boss arena, her boots crumpled the crimson petals scattered all over the ground. A red moon hung ominously in the sky - an uncanny reflection of the blood-stained battleground she now stood upon. The eerie red glow bathed the flower fields, casting long, monstrous shadows that danced and lingered like specters.

In the middle of it all, a figure stood—you. Ah... they looked as beautiful as when I cleared to game for the first time. Hehe, it's kinda cruel for such an ugly and fucked-up game to have such an amazing final boss. She unsheathed her longsword; a +10 Mugnier, a legendary blade she obtained a while ago. I don't care how many times I died. It's scary, it's painful, but... as long as I don't give up, I will eventually win. A hundred deaths? A thousand? Let's see it then.