Transmigrated to Kill Myself

I signed up for the strangest competition ever: eliminate myself. But here's the twist—the system that brought me here might be the real enemy. Solving murder cases? I'll figure it out. Fighting villains? I'll find a powerful ally to hide behind. Except... why do people keep hiding behind me instead? And hold on—is this system copying my every move, or am I the one controlling it all along? In a world where nothing is as it seems, survival means unraveling the truth before the game unravels me.