Quests for vengeance are never as simple as they seem, but when the target of your quest is an immortal being with seemingly unlimited power that's a given. Hei expected things to be borderline impossible and dying before he made any real progress didn't really surprise him, but he wasn't expecting his afterlife to include his father's killer offering him a job.

Death is only the beginning. Rise again, and through the power of the Gacha (Random Bullshit Go), survive the nonsense of devils, dragons and thirsty schoolgirls and their equally hungry mothers.

If you're given a second chance at life, a chance to escape the void awaiting your eternal soul, its best you don't think too hard about the price. If your new master wants you to kill, you kill, and if he wants you to plunge a world filled with overpowered heroes and villains into pure terror, you had better get to work. The Guild aren't known for their patience or understanding.

The rewrite of my fic, A Gamers Guide to Necromancy.

I'm the worst kind of gamer. I hack, I cheat and I ruin everything for everyone else. Unlimited skill points, convenient drop rates, as long as it's amusing. At least I'm the best at what I do—why do you think YGGDRASIL is shutting down in the first place? I bask in my achievement, in front of millions of my fans, when next thing I know, I'm in Japan. What the hell? Is this DxD?