I, a shut-in loser shut-in, was possessed by a game.
And not just any game, but a self-harming character hastily created for entertainment purposes.

So I just fought, spitting up blood and willingly stabbing myself.


"Stop it...! Please, please just stop...! H-h-h, just let me die...! I'll beg you like this, please..."

"Don't laugh like that with your blood-stained body... How am I supposed to live on with a life you obtained by destroying yourself...?"

"To pierce your own heart without a moment's hesitation... Just what kind of terrible life have you endured alone to treat even yourself so lightly...?"


Hey, excuse me.


"...I'm telling you, this is really the only way I can fight!"