To answer some edge cases:

While the utopia has no adverse conditions (pain, suffering, boredom, sadness, exhaustion etc) your life here is fundamentally eternal. You cannot die by anyones hand but your own and you are god-like and can change any condition of your existence (your body, your mind, the rules of physics etc). You could choose to live a completely different life under different conditions or anything else you can imagine if you so choose.

You can still choose eternal death if you choose utopia at any point in the future. But read the below as this decision is permanent.

If you choose death in either case, there is no revisal. There is no further continuity or experience past death. There is nothing to experience subjectively for the rest of your eternal lack of existence. There is no chance of being revived into utopia if you make this decision.

Any further edges I'll answer as an edit or in the comments.

Option 1: Receive $1 billion tax-free immediately.

Option 2: Be guaranteed a peaceful, painless death later in life. You will never suffer from debilitating health conditions, experience significant health decline, or endure serious health problems in old age. When your time comes, you will die naturally and peacefully in your sleep, without any suffering.

Which social nightmare you prefer?

The reality of this question is with AI deep fakes. Some actors are choosing to forgo face scans in order so not to be copied. Isn't that choosing to fade into obscurity rather than their memory being available forever?

You die two times; once in reality, once in memory.

Option A: Work for the joker as a thug.

You work as low-level muscle for the Joker in Gotham. High risk of death or severe injury from the Bat family, other villains/rival gangs, or the police. The biggest danger is your own boss; the Joker routinely murders his own henchmen for a punchline or out of minor frustration.

The wage you'll be earning: £85,000 per heist cut

Option B: Be a C-class SCP foundation worker.

You are a regular security guard handling safe or moderately dangerous "Euclid" anomalous objects. You are surrounded by reality-bending terrors. A single containment breach means a horrific, unexplainable death. Amnestics (mind-wiping drugs) are forced on you to protect secrets. If you learn too much or get exposed to a cognitively dangerous anomaly, the Foundation will terminate you.

The wage you'll be earning: £35,000 a year

Option C: Work for the survey core and explore outside the walls during Erens' attack titan run.

Essentially you ride horses, use ODM gear, and venture into the wilderness to fight man-eating Titans. You are entering military service during the deadliest era of human history. You will witness your friends most likely being eaten alive while experiencing physical and psychological trauma. If a Titan doesn't crush or swallow you, you risk colliding with trees at high speeds. The Survey Corps has a notorious 60% mortality rate for rookies on their first expedition outside the walls.

The wage you'll be earning: £160,000 a year.

Let me know what you guys would pick.

Should you fail then all pollinating bees and all other pollinating creatures die.

Genie appears in front of you and offers you one of two boons. You can only pick one. Which would you rather?

1. Genie knows your fate and will reveal whether you or immediate family will ever win Powerball jackpot or be part of winning pool in your lifetime.

or

1. Free single Powerball ticket for every draw for the next 10 years.

Assume your older teenager really wants to go and you really know and trust the family. They are covering all travel expenses. Assume they have gone on holiday before with them.

Either way it’s a supersonic 44 magnum

Mouth: Your breath is constantly awful, smells like dogshit and diarrhea. People at the office talk about you behind your back. No matter how hard you brush, you just have shit-breath, always, everywhere. It affects your social life, your work... Your breath is just constantly fucking terrible. Very, very terrible… Think about tooth-decay smell, mixed with shit. You breathe that out of your mouth, constantly, and everyone in a ten-foot radius can smell it... BUT! You get an enormous cock upgrade, or a tighter, more attractive pussy upgrade, with bonus perkier tits.

Genitals: Your dick or pussy smells horrid, like very, very bad. It's like dumpster juice stank...
Women don't want to suck it, Men don't want to eat it, and regular sex is an
uncomfortable chore for your lover, if you can manage to keep one. Your terrible
junk fills the room with the most pungent aroma of "bodissy" stank...
like "Four-day music festival, fucking in a tent" type of stank...
but you can still function at work, you're wearing clothes, they can’t smell
you through layers of clothes. Few know, but your junk simply stinks. BUT! Your breath always
smells minty-fresh, forever!

everything you say is true, but everyone assumes you’re lying

or everything you say is a lie, but everyone believes you.

Which would you rather live with and why?

For one full month, you must either live inside someone else’s body—navigating their job, relationships, and daily life—or remain trapped inside your own mind while someone else takes full control of your body. The other person is randomly selected, and after the month is over, it will go back to normal and you’ll both win $500,000 USD, straight to your bank account, no strings attached. Which reality would you choose to live with?