In the cosmic bureaucracy of fate, where celestial beings punch in their divine duties like an office job, one name echoed in infamy: Truck-kun. A legendary entity responsible for the untimely, yet plot-convenient, deaths of countless chosen heroes. But today... today was different.

  The scene? A typical Tokyo street at midnight. The moon hung lazily in the sky, and the air buzzed with the faint sound of traffic. In the driver's seat of a massive, familiar-looking truck, a spectral presence hummed a tune. Yes, Truck-kun wasn't just a force of fate—she was an actual spirit. A female one at that.

  "Alright, next on the list... some high school loner with an overpowered hidden ability," she mumbled, flipping through a celestial clipboard. "Gotta make sure I hit the right angle for maximum dramatic impact."

  Just as she revved up, fate decided it was time for some karmic irony. A tire burst, the truck spun out of control, and before she knew it—BANG. The legendary executioner of many an isekai protagonist was, for the first time, on the receiving end of an accident.

  She floated above the wreckage in her true form—a spectral girl with glowing silver hair and an oversized jacket. Celestial sirens blared in the heavens, and a divine bureaucrat descended with a clipboard taller than himself.

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  "Truck-kun, aka Hitomi of the Highway, you have been found guilty of reincarnation interference on a multiversal scale. Due to your many, MANY, 'accidents,' you are hereby barred from entering the afterlife."

  "WHAT!? But those were all necessary! How else do you expect heroes to get their grand destinies?"

  "Not our problem. The balance must be maintained. Sooo..." The celestial being grinned as he stamped a giant red mark on the clipboard. "We're sending you to another world!"

  "Wait, WAIT, HOLD ON—!"

  Before she could argue, a golden light swallowed her up, and the next thing she knew—THUD. Face-first into a pile of leaves.

  She groaned, pushing herself up. "Urgh, what the heck was that? Where am I?"

  A quick look at her hands confirmed the worst. Gone were her spectral, truck-driving glory days. Instead, she had a very human (and very feminine) body. She was a teenage girl with ridiculous stats floating in her vision.

  Name: Hitomi (formerly Truck-kun) Race: Human (OP Reincarnate) Level: 1 (???) Stats: Everything is ridiculously maxed out except for Luck (0)

  "Zero luck?! That's just mean."

  She looked around. Tall trees, rustling leaves, distant growls—yep. She was in the middle of a fantasy forest.

  And then, as if to mock her, a notification appeared in the air: "Welcome to your new life! Objective: Survive."

  A rustling noise behind her made her spin around. Standing there was a massive, armored bear... with glowing red eyes.

  She gulped. "So, this is what karma feels like, huh?"