As the only hope to stop the end of the world, I’ve lived 99 lives with everyone pressuring me to sacrifice myself. I dearly hoped this life would be my last…! “A lady is born!” I’ve ended up beginning my 100th life. They’re going to give me a hero treatment and sacrifice me again anyways. Is what I thought, but— “Thank you for being born safely.” “Unnie’s gon to get dem all for you!” “Can I please see our youngest smiling as well?” “Hey little baby, did you miss me?” This life is a bit… weird.