How Could a Cripple Like Me Be a Killer?

[Alternate-world setting, instances, G rating, mild horror, nonhuman protagonist]

[Ensemble cast, romance, dark adventure, instances, games]

Sybaid was already unlucky to fall into a game world, but she landed in Leven Island, the deadliest of the Five Domains.

High population density means fierce competition. She has to face the dangers posed by other players and monsters, while a loathsome organization hunts her down to conduct human experiments. Even after being transformed into something neither human nor ghost, she is exploited by the organization and forced to work around the clock as an assassin to earn game currency.

What? You want to know where she comes from?

“Back home, the ecosystem is great and the neighbors are close. We help each other out: today you dig out one of my eyes, tomorrow I break eight of your legs. When you’re short on food, the neighbors chip in.”

At last, one day, unable to bear the loathsome organization’s exploitation any longer, she blew up its base on the island and fled to Old Ballad, hoping to retire and enjoy her golden years.

Then she turned on her phone, and another “Kill It” order came in. The loathsome islanders were still after her.

With tears in her eyes, she had no choice but to line up a few heads, take a photo, and submit the order. While she was at it, she cleared out a low-level instance.

But why did the loathsome Tribunal take notice of her?! With no other choice, she bit into her own sharp walking legs, trying to pass herself off as a frail, disabled girl and put an end to the matter.

(A novice author writing OC fanfiction for love of the characters. Canon couples won’t be split up; readers can ship them platonically or romantically. I don’t write BG, only GB and other pairings.)