Living in a fantasy world, there are moments like that sometimes. Moments when someone has to stay behind, someone has to buy time, someone has to die. When that happens, the one who gets pushed forward first is usually someone like me. A small, weak, seemingly useless little girl who looks like she won't be of much help in the future. "So, I'll stay behind." "What are you talking about! Absolutely not!" "It's okay. If we keep going like this, we'll all die anyway." After hesitating for a moment, I pressed the window in front of me. [Would you like to use Self-Destruct?] [Upon using Self-Destruct, the user will die.] [After death, you will respawn at the nearest village.] You don't have to look at me with such a devastated face. After all, I'll come back to life anyway.