Xia Yu is crazy.
She lives in the creepiest haunted house in the player community, names the cockroaches in the cracks, and sorts her pills by color into a rainbow. Every day, the System ball chases after her with “health-boosting pills.” She swallows them, then spits them out. Items don’t work on people who “don’t think they deserve to live.”
No one knows she used to be the creator Boss of every dark fairy-tale instance. The higher-ups erased her memories, demoted her to a beginner player, and tricked her by saying, “Clear 100 instances and you’ll be free.”
She believed them.
So she entered a twisted version of “Hansel and Gretel” and turned the cannibal witch’s oven into a bakery. She ventured into the thorn-covered castle in “Sleeping Beauty” and wrapped the cursed spindle in yarn. She crouched at the finish line of “The Tortoise and the Hare” and tied a bow around the hare who lost. She doesn’t fight monsters or kill people. She just cuts the threads of tragedy, letting the villains choose their own endings.
Her teammates call her “the smiling madwoman.” Gu Huai calls her “the biggest variable.”
But all she wants is to divide her soul into 100 pieces, bury them in the heart of every instance, then set one final fire and burn down this hellhole that has made her suffer for so long.
On the day she clears the 100th instance, she smiles and asks, “If I turned to stone, would you still remember me?”
No one remembers the answer.
Because there is no Xia Yu left in the world.
It looks so good that I want to remove the "tumor" from my upper body.
It feels pretty good-looking