Don't Be Kidding, I'm Just a Game Player

My mother died on the day I was born, and my father died when I was three years old. I was born with strange eyes and was known as a symbol of ominous circumstances. No one dared to want me. When I was three years old, I could only live in an orphanage. In the orphanage, I ate potatoes as big as my fist, or fists as big as potatoes, every day. I finally made it to the age of 18 and escaped from this hellish place, but I couldn't find a job because of my abnormal pupils. Fortunately, I have good gaming talent and can support myself through power leveling. But within a few days of the good days, two beauties came to my door, knocked me out and took me away without saying a word. I am just a game player, why does God torture me like this?