Genocide Online ~Playtime Diary of an Evil Young Girl~

"Miss, the package has arrived."

That's what Yamamoto says when he comes back from school and opens his mouth. I'm sure it was today... I was busy and I forgot. But the fact that I was looking forward to it hides the excitement in my heart and I accept it.

"Okay, thank you."

Yamamoto-san is leaving... Now, shall I go back to my room and prepare myself!

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About me, Reina is the eldest daughter of a Japanese Chinese duke.

I have been raised in this harsh family environment with a lady worthy of my family. I hated that kind of life, and I especially hated my eyes when I was younger than anything else, like seeing the tools my father used to talk to me... I'm sure maybe, but I think my father also hated me, and I don't know if I could say it myself, but something was wrong with me...

As a child, I think many people have had the experience of putting water in ants' nests, catching insects and causing them to fight, but I used to be hesitant, reluctant, and unlimited to do that to people.

If you think about it now, I don't think it would be possible to do it in a place that is very popular... but I can only say that it is a young child, or maybe it was a small child.

I liked my mother, who always taught me "normal". He stopped me before I overdid it, and politely and gently taught me to "do the right thing". He told me to talk to my mother first if anything happened.

I wonder for myself now if my mother was worried about my future as a single daughter.

It was not until I went to elementary school that such a turning point came to me. Kids are cruel and sensitive to "foreign objects." Beautiful, wet-feathered black hair in an objectively well-dressed mother's way. It is not the clothes of characters and squad items that are different from "everyone" or the latest children's clothes, but clothes that can be seen at a glance that are properly tailored from 1.

At this level, everyone would still be "amazing" and "cute"... but I wasn't "normal". As a child... no, because you're a child, you must have noticed it sensitively. Instead of setting aside that time from enrollment, Ijime began to eliminate my "foreign body".

But at this time, I thought it was my "usual play" without recognizing it as fake. If I hid something, I burned it in front of my eyes, and when I was pushed down, I kept hitting the person I pushed until my front teeth broke. If I was told bad things, I put insects in the other person's mouth, knocked my jaw up and chewed it. I didn't have time for the enumeration.

It happened that nobody came near me when that happened to happen. I could hear my mother's apology... I didn't know why she was apologizing at the time, but somehow I felt 'I guess I'm wrong'.

I don't know why I love my mother, but I feel bad because of myself... that's all I regretted and stood up for. The mother who came out of the staff room made a surprise look at me, and then smiled...

Shall we go home?

Then I stopped playing. The tendency to smile and parry like a lady even if something happens, and never let yourself out, is even stronger when you are old enough to realize that something is wrong with you.

My father began to see me with more and more inorganic eyes, and it seemed to have hit my mother hard, but my mother smiled and looked at me with warm eyes, so I could still endure it.

But when my mother got cancer and died years later, my father remarried with her cheating partner and took her to the wrong sister and brother. Intuitively saying, "Oh, don't play with me like this," I moved away from the Mansion with the furniture in my mother's room, fortunately without my father's interest.

My father loved my sister and brother, and I lost interest in me a long time ago, so I didn't say anything.

However, it is a matter of life and death that my mother, who has been the support of my mind until now, is gone, and it is difficult to make a deal with the "abnormality" in me, and there is nothing I can do about it. As I looked into various conflict areas, national criminal laws, etc., I saw an advertisement for an online game at the edge.

I checked it as it attracted my interest, and I bought it immediately because it was just right for me now and the service was about to start. That arrived today.

"Finally arrived, Karma Story Online! The service itself started yesterday, but it's still acceptable."

Karma Story Online, commonly known as "KSO", is a new VRMMORPG in which players' own behavior changes Karma values and eventually belongs to three factions: order, chaos, and neutrality. Although affiliation does not mean that something must be done unless you join a specific organization or country, it is an important value for NPCs to be treated like criminals or saints, to be involved in a variety of activities, such as restricted use of facilities, classes that can and cannot be.

Nearly all players who have not moved from around the city where they started will be neutral because they will not be able to choose their own faction from the beginning and their karma will increase or decrease as players play the game due to their attitude towards NPC, the game's aggressiveness, and their contribution to a particular country or organization.

"It's been more than a day since the service started, and maybe some people are already out of neutrality..."

And more importantly, on the official website, it is good to write that you will not acquiesce to any behavior as long as the operation does not conflict with real-world laws such as in-game cracking and sexual harassment. The best decision is to think that you can "play" here.

Depending on your actions, changing your standing position is the opposite of the family environment where your standing position is clearly defined regardless of your will from the very beginning. Sometimes it has a terrible and attractive appearance to you, and everyday anger is dissipated in the game by means that are not realistic.

"Now that you've installed it, let's play!

I also went to the bathroom and it was okay to hydrate. I lay on the bed with a slight smell of my mother, covered in a head display like the latest thin wheel, and I chose the game icon with a gaze operation, and I logged in.