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Where is this place? My head hurts.
I get up and look around and it turns out to be a small enclosed room. It was clearly decorated to imitate the Middle Ages.

"You have been cursed by the gods."A voice in my head told me.

"Who are you?!"I questioned loudly.
"I am the Guide. You can't see me, you can't touch me, because I live in nothingness."

"What do you want?"I was a little agitated and anxious, "What the hell is this place, let me go back, this is not the world I was meant to live in!"

"Poor woman, let me tell you. You will remain in death and never be able to return to that world of yours if you can't break the curse of the gods. Oh god that's something I've said a million times."

I pondered for a moment, "You mean I've died many times?"

"Yes. You have been in a cycle of death."

"Ah ......" I was a little disheveled.
"Cheer up, Ms. molly. You've made it as far as an S- level mission in those nearly 66 deaths."

"Quests? I went out and needed to do the quests you directed me to?"

"Yes. You have less than twenty-four hours to live. If you do not complete all of your tasks within those twenty-four hours, you will enter the next cycle."

I walked into the room to the wooden table that had a piece of paper on it that read, "You cannot get rid of the curse of gods."

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