When I woke up, I discovered that I had all kinds of mysterious identities.
The most beautiful woman in the capital
The Prime Minister's daughter
A princess consort
The Empress
A hunter's wife
It wasn't until I died again and again that I suddenly remembered who I really was.
An NPC in an open-world game.
When everything returned to the starting point, all kinds of inexplicable men began showing up, intent on making me their possession.
A powerful investor pointed at a beautiful body with an hourglass figure lying on a hospital bed, his eyes feverish. "Darling, quick, lie down in there and you'll be reborn."
The head of a game company said through tears, "Don't believe him, Yun'er. You're my wife. We got separated in the game world, and I'll take you home..."
A deranged but doting professor gazed at me, rambling, "I am your father, your creator."
What a bunch of lunatics.
I sighed and spread my little hands, then built an asylum right there for them to live in.
How annoying!
I'm really just an NPC. Why won't anyone believe me?
Theme: Do good deeds and build merit
