Finn's mind faded like a leaf caught in a lazy breeze. Weightless. Drifting.
Somewhere far off, he could vaguely hear the girls panicking over his limp body, screaming as Majestria finally unwrapped her divine thighs.
Even she sounded shaken—getting chewed out by the others for almost manslaughtering her own party member with her "blessed assets."
But none of it really mattered anymore.
Finn's body… was calm. His mind, even calmer. Like every pore in his body had sighed and decided, "Yep. We're done here."
'Is this… dying?' The thought brushed through him, hazy and slow. 'Did I seriously just get killed by thighs…?'
He wanted to laugh. And he did, kind of.
Internally. A little sad, a little proud.
'Damn. Only lived two days in this world. Got Isekai'd, and now I'm getting Unsekai'd. What a speedrun.'
The realization stung more than expected. 'Those poor girls are gonna be so confused… maybe even a little sad. That's… kind of sweet…'
