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Otome death game: Failing to Capture the Heart Leads to Death

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Otome, or its rough translation "maiden game," is a Japanese story based video game genre aimed primarily at women. Transmigration, the term used for a soul leaving one world and entering another body elsewhere. The two together was every hardcore otome gamer's dream. Most only ever woke up disappointed with reality. "But why me?" was the question Roswald asked himself after learning his situation. The moment he woke up in his new body and heard the kingdom's name, Aurial, the familiarity lasted only a few seconds before it hit him fully. He knew that name. He was very familiar with it. It was the otome game his older sister used to play. At first he was confused. But upon reflection he realized something else entirely. He was no longer required to put up with his sister's nonsense. No longer a corporate slave. No longer surviving on four hours of sleep and canned coffee in a cubicle at seven in the evening. He was free. He was so happy he nearly cried. Little did he know those tears would soon be needed for an entirely different emotion. Within a single day he would come to understand that this was not the same otome game where romance was the main genre. It was survival. And the reason he had been brought to this world, the role he had been assigned without his consent, was to become a slave to the one person he was least equipped to tolerate. The heroine. In the simplest terms possible, he had been dropped into a world with a demon king, a parallel dimension called Ars Goetia housing an entire civilization of demons, a death game running underneath the romance with events designed to thin out the competition, and an ultimate objective of capturing the heart of the male lead, all of it streamed live for the entertainment of beings who were very much not human. In other words he had escaped a nine to five. And landed in something considerably worse. --- *NO HAREM *NO INCEST
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