I died and woke up in the shinobi world.

An incompetent organization told me there was a way back, but there was one condition.

I had to die again.

Only then could I claim my transmigration reward and go home rich.

Survival was never the goal.

All I had to do was find the right opportunity, make it look heroic, and let the world handle the rest.

But there was one problem.

No matter how reckless I became, the universe refused to let me die.