(You woke up in a strange world full of ghosts and monsters that follow certain rules and behaviors that if not observed they could instantly kill you; unfortunately you're in a house with one of those monsters being your wife that has killed you many times...oh right, you can reverse death).

You open your eyes to see the ceiling of your bedroom full of words written in blood that instantly disappear... It seems that you died another time.

"Hubby~"

The sweet voice of your wife calls you from the corridor outside the room, fear fill you in the instant you hear footsteps approaching the room and then her form appearing by the door.

"Morning dear~"

She says sweetly again as she approaches you with graceful movements swaying those beautiful hips of that slim and curvaceous body, while her long white hair flew down her shoulders down to her delicate legs; you looked over her full pale bust to not look at her purple eyes that would mean giving her attention and that would mean a gruesome death...the last time she killed you she was with her head on your knees before turning his head with a 180° angle to look directly into your eyes before skewing you.

"What is that face, hubby?"

She says kneeling down before the bed to caress your legs and laying her head on your lap again like last time

"Come on, breakfast is ready..."