Tired of my mundane existence, I provoked some lunatic into ending my life in the hopes of being reincarnated. As the light faded from my vision, I was greeted by a [God].

He promised me great talents as long as I went into his world and resolved the rising evil that threatened to overflow. How could I refuse? This was what I had dreamed of. A world of mana, where humans could surpass their mortal vessel and become a god themselves!

I eventually saw my blessing in the form of a screen.

[Infinite Regression].

A blessing?

It took me no longer than 10 seconds to come to a realisation.

That fucking bastard. He cursed me.

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This version of the story has been dropped. I have started the rewrite of this story named Damned Regression,