In Another World With My Smartphone (LNCrawler)

“I do hate to be the bearer of bad news, but I am sorry to say that you are dead.” “I see.” The old man bowed his head before me. There we were, in a sea of clouds. They stretched out as far as the eye could see, perhaps even farther than that. Amidst it all, we sat together on a small square of tatami mats. Four and…