Jin Harker has one skill: surviving dungeons where everyone else dies.
He didn’t plan it that way. He’s not a killer. He’s just a failed D-rank adventurer who hides better than he fights. And apparently, that’s enough to walk away from disasters that bury the rest of his party.
Then he finds the receipt.
Glowing blue, visible only to him, it appears after every dungeon massacre he survives: Deaths Processed: 5. Points Awarded: 500. Thank you for your patronage.
The universe has a shop. And Jin is its best customer. It sells him better gear, better skills, better odds of surviving the next disaster.
But Investigator Reyne tracks dungeon anomalies for a living. And Jin Harker, twice-surviving sole survivor, is the most interesting anomaly she’s ever seen. Then there’s Thorne Blackwood. Expedition leader. Impossible survival rate. A man who sees other people’s lives as acceptable costs. A man who is doing deliberately what Jin is doing accidentally.
The difference matters. It has to.
Because the receipt system is changing. The points aren’t just coming from deaths anymore. Something Jin did in the chaos, something small and instinctive, the system noticed. And Jin needs to understand what it’s rewarding before the body count becomes his fault.
