Players Beg Me to Carry Them. Sorry, I’m an NPC

[Infinite instances + mild horror + romance] Ji Qingluo diligently worked as an NPC. Not only was there no pay, but she somehow became a player who got beaten up every day. She touched a strange rule and got killed. She couldn't win a fight and got killed. She could win a fight and got killed. She cleared the game and got killed. To hell with this awful job. Whoever wants it can have it! To make matters worse, she met a man who looked like a big shot but was actually a rookie. Every day, while killing NPCs, she also had to make sure he stayed safe. Top-tier NPC A: Are you blind? Half my body is lying right at his feet! Top-tier NPC B: My god, did I give him my head as a present or something? Fang Zhizhou: Slander! Pure slander. So at home, he was sweet and meek, while she picked up a club and fought anyone who crossed her outside. Fang Zhizhou: My wife is so cool. I worship you! Ji Qingluo, blushing: Just another day at work. (She killed someone as she spoke.) NPC: For heaven's sake, could you please shut up? At long last, they reached the final level, where only one person could clear the game. Ji Qingluo killed him. And what happened? She'd been tricked! She killed herself and started over. At the first level, the two agreed to kill anyone they encountered. They killed so many people they were numb to it. The System nearly broke down, and they saw the people outside the castle. Only then did they realize that an invisible hand was controlling the game from behind the scenes. When she was eight, she opened her brother's game out of curiosity. After that, she vanished without a trace. He was twenty-four that year, and had spent sixteen years searching for the one he loved. He died on the road home from the cemetery. Afterward, he arrived in a strange place and died countless times. His memories gradually faded, until he forgot everything.