They said I killed 500,000 people. I didn't refute because I didn't remember and the monthly salary was high enough.
The Slit Girl, the Eight-foot-sama, the Ghost Bride, the most vicious ghost stories in the city, I crushed them one by one in my hands. My teammates are afraid of me, my senior management is on guard against me, and only KPI speaks for me.
At the end of the mission, the person who called me "mom" strangled me from behind. "Failure," she said.
I'm dead.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw the source of monsters - the other world. The former chief knelt down on one knee and said that I was the savior and that the eternity of mankind was tied to me.
But no one has ever asked me
