To every dreamer who has given up, ( Don't-your time is not yet over.)

You were reborn, not surprising to you; an incarnation who passed all sorts of trials to get past the fourth wall.

This was your wish, a wish to start over with all the pieces in your favor.
Your only wish as Dahlia, that you wanted fulfilled was to be a star.

Sadly, the universe was very insistent on making your life way more difficult than it needed to be. Well, you can't complain, as most of the problems were from your own doing anyways.

Setting down a bouquet of flowers, you look upwards at the god who did this to you; or to say tried to warn you of the consequences.

A statue of an emperor painted with gold stared down at you, patiently waiting for your claim.

"How annoying," you thought as you stared back.

Deciding not to beat around the bush, you tell him.

"Next time, can you please be less vague with your warnings?"

Or:
"Because if you're going to become irrelevant soon, why not make yourself relevant by becoming a running gag."
-MC 2023