I'm a cannon fodder character. In a horror school game, I'm the appetizer for the monsters, the unlucky sap sent to scout ahead, and the scapegoat for the protagonist's team. The first time, the red-clothed senior twisted my head off. The second time, she tore out my heart with her bare hand. The third time, she ripped my limbs apart and left me to bleed to death. ... After countless times, the red-clothed senior finally got tired of killing and begged me through her tears. "I'll let you clear the game, okay? Just stop making me kill people. Killing people is exhausting!"
