Once upon a time, I became the dreaded Skeleton King, a being who proved troublesome even for the gods.
“If you do our work for us, we’ll turn you into a human.”
But then, the gods tricked me with a fraudulent contract and sealed me away.
“With the Skeleton King gone, let us rid the world of demonkind.”
“The purge of demonkind and the work to spread the good word—let us entrust it all to our precious .”
“As for that insolent Skeleton King… let us trap him in the body of a bug and torture him for
Otherworldly Misperception Hunter”
I have a little secret:
I’m actually from a distant alien planet.
Even after working myself to the bone without a single day off, no pay, and endless overtime, I had enough.
So, to quit my crappy job, I escaped to a far-off planet called ‘Earth.’
As a soul, no less!
But then…
I reincarnated into a body that had starved to death?!
Can Gire, the alien stranded on Earth, successfully adapt without revealing his true identity?
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