Even Death Grew Tired of Killing Me

I died.Again.[System Notice: You have died.]The message appeared so often that I stopped reading it after a while. The font never changed. The tone was always polite. Death, apparently, had excellent customer service.Fire. Poison. Betrayal. Execution.Death and I had cleared every route together.[Cause of Death: Fatal.]By my tenth death, I was annoyed.By my thirtieth, bored.[Death Count: 876][Tip: Avoid dying.]By the time I reached my hundredth death, the system stopped offering advice.[Death Count: 9870][No tips available.]That was when I realized something was wrong.Or ratherDeath itself was starting to give up.[System Error.][Respawn Failed.]Huh.Even Death, it seemed, gives up.