The World Wept Watching My Livestream
I had died for a year and was pushed to cross the River of Souls 99,999 times, but I could not do so as no one had given me a proper burial.
The netherworld forced me to return to the mortal world for 48 hours to find someone to bury me, or my soul would vanish after 48 hours. They even started a livestream to make some income for themselves.
On the first day of my return, my ex-girlfriend and the real heir of the family who hated me were about to get married.
Netizens predicted that I would be malicious enough to crash the wedding for revenge, but all I did was sit in a small restaurant and order myself a delicious burger.
While waiting for my food, the first sentence I said to the cam