Under the Mask: the Yandere Brave Just Wants to Have Me All to Himself

The day I became the meanest porter in the Brave Group, I was bound to the death prediction system. The Paladin will be pierced through the heart after 3 seconds, and the Elf Archer will be poisoned and die after 5 seconds. I silently kicked a stone away, changing everyone's fate. "Trash! Almost hit my foot!" The Paladin roared at me. I lowered my head and continued to move the corpse, blood oozing from the corners of my mouth under the mask. For every person I save, I have one less year to go home. But my sister in the real world only has two years left to live. Until that day, Liana, the so-called holiest warrior, pressed me against the wall, and hot tears dripped into my collar: "Why... Save everyone but refuse to look at me?"