LOGINMy son, Kaden Watt, shouted at me menacingly, “I don’t have to pretend anymore! I bet you didn’t know that I could hear your conversations with the System. I never once thought of you as my father. Every bit of it was an act. A man that desperate makes me sick.” My wife, Silvia Watt, walked in with her true love, her affectionate eyes reflecting hostility. “If it weren’t for fear of the System punishing Simon Bartone, I would’ve filed for divorce a long time ago. My son doesn’t deserve a spineless man for a father. Watch yourself, or I’ll come after you.” The trio stood there, as if they had their perfect ending. I curled my lips. Well, who was to say that I wasn’t acting too? A player in a game could never fall in love with NPCs.
View MoreNasser entered the kitchen where his wife, Noor, was preparing dinner. Meanwhile, Malik and Sophia were in their rooms.
With slow, heavy steps, Nasser approached one of the kitchen drawers. He opened it and pulled out a sharp knife. The kitchen was fully visible from the living room seating area. Suddenly, without warning, he lunged at Noor, stabbing her repeatedly in different parts of her body. A piercing scream shattered the silence of the apartment—Noor’s cry came with the very first stab! Malik and Sophia heard the scream from their rooms. Terrified, they bolted, rushing frantically toward the kitchen. Sophia reached first, followed immediately by Malik. She froze for a moment in shock, then let out a scream that made hearts tremble: Sophia (horrified, in a chilling scream): "Mom!" She dropped to her knees, clutching her mother’s lifeless, blood-soaked body lying on the kitchen floor. Malik lunged at his father, but Nasser shoved him forcefully backward. The knife was still in Nasser’s hand. As he pushed Malik in the chest, the blade sliced Malik’s upper shoulder, leaving a bleeding wound. Blood spilled everywhere. The kitchen transformed into a scene of pure horror—a nightmare that had only just begun. --- –Inside Nabil’s Apartment – Bedroom Nabil, living in the apartment adjacent to Nasser’s, was lying in bed, preparing to sleep, when a sudden, piercing scream broke the silence: Sophia (from behind the walls): "Mommy!" Nabil sat upright, his heart pounding. The building was usually quiet—he had never heard anything like this before. Suspicion and anxiety crept into his mind. Slowly, he sat at the edge of the bed, reached for his phone on the bedside table, and called the building’s security immediately. Nabil (anxiously): "Hello? This is Nabil, Apartment 30, 15th floor. I just heard a girl screaming 'Mom!' from the neighboring apartment—number 29. Please, someone needs to check immediately!" Mina: "Understood, sir." --- –Inside the Security Office on the Ground Floor Mina sat behind his desk, answering the call calmly. Ashraf and Shadi sat before him, alert and focused, awaiting instructions. Mina (firmly): "Ashraf, you and Shadi go to the 15th floor, Apartment 29. A resident reported hearing a girl scream 'Mom!' Go there immediately, check the situation, and report back." Ashraf and Shadi sprang from their seats and rushed out. They entered the elevator and headed to the fifteenth floor. When the elevator doors opened, they stepped out immediately. --- –Hallway Outside Nasser’s Apartment Nasser flung open his apartment door and bolted toward the elevator, a bloodied knife in hand. Malik stood at the doorway behind him. Malik (shouting): "He killed Mom! Stop him!" Nasser collided with Ashraf as he ran toward the elevator. Shadi quickly snatched the knife from Nasser’s hand. Ashraf restrained him from behind, and together they forced him into the elevator. Ashraf pressed the ground floor button. Upon reaching it, Shadi opened the elevator door and dragged Nasser into the security office. --- Mina sat behind his desk, watching as Ashraf and Shadi brought in Nasser, his clothes soaked in blood. He froze in shock. Mina (astonished): "Mr. Nasser?!" He stared in disbelief, unable to comprehend what he saw. Mina (to Shadi): "What happened, Shadi?" Shadi (seriously): "Mr. Nasser killed Madam Noor—his wife." Nasser lowered his gaze silently, uttering no words. Mina grabbed the phone from his desk and called the police immediately. Mina (after a moment): "Hello? This is Mina, security head at Tower 16, Cairo. We have a murder in the building. A resident killed his wife and is currently detained in the security office." Police (on the phone): "We will be at the location in a few minutes."--- –Outside the Building – Police Arrival Police officers arrived at the building entrance, led by the Officer. Beside him, a journalist carried a camera in one hand and two bags on her arms. Other officers followed closely. At the entrance, Mina stood to greet them, flanked by Shadi and Ashraf, each holding one of Nasser’s arms—one on his right, the other on his left. The police controlled Nasser, escorting him forcefully into the waiting squad car. Mina: "This was the knife he had while running, sir." Officer (gesturing to an aide): "Take it from him." Officer: "Where is the crime scene?" Mina: "15th floor, Apartment 29. Shadi and Ashraf will accompany you, sir, if you allow." Shadi: "This way, sir." Shadi and Ashraf guided the officer to the elevator. --- –Outside Nasser’s Apartment – Minutes Later The officer stood before the apartment, surrounded by his team. Shadi: "This is the apartment, sir." The apartment door was wide open. The officer entered, guided by Shadi, passing through the living room to the kitchen. Inside, Noor lay dead on the floor. Sophia cradled her mother’s head in her lap, tears streaming down her face. Malik stood broken, shattered, looking at the officer with red, tear-filled eyes—tears that refused to fall, frozen in the pride of a killer. Blood flowed from a wound on his upper left shoulder, dripping down to his elbow, and a drop fell onto Noor’s lifeless face, pooling in Sophia’s hands. Officer (seriously, firmly): "Cover the body." Police aide (standing beside him): "Understood, sir." Officer (looking at Malik and Sophia): "Both of you, come with me." The officer led them out of the kitchen, heading toward the apartment exit, closely followed by the journalist. Journalist: "Excuse me, sir, may I ask you a few questions?" Officer (firmly): "No interviews are allowed. You may attend the interrogations at the prosecutor’s office." Journalist (disappointed): "Thank you… but could I at least take a photograph of the victim? Or one of you?" Officer: "I won’t allow that." Officer (gesturing): "The victim is over there. You may photograph her." The officer and some of his aides exited the apartment, leaving the renowned journalist, Susan, in the kitchen—the crime scene. She raised her camera and captured images of Noor, her lifeless eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. Meanwhile, a police aide approached and gently draped a white cover over Noor’s body“You worthless, opportunistic, disgusting players! What gives you the right to look down on others? I’ll bring you down someday.” He must be repeating what the rebels had taught him. However, none of the rogue players could survive against the Core System. Stripped of her power, Silvia aged visibly. She swiftly withered, her hair graying. I drew closer and savored her disbelief and anger. She asked the Core System, “You created me and scripted my entire life. What gives you the right? I’m not just data. I’m a living, breathing person. Why did you plan out my life?” Silvia fancied herself to be the voice of characters across sub-worlds and realities. Nevertheless, the Core System could care less. “Look at your wounds. What’s bleeding out of you?” Blue light spilled out of her. Silvia wasn’t even a physical matter in the real world. She wouldn’t bleed a single drop of blood. It took a while before Silvia broke out of her trance and into tears. “No! I’m a person! I’m a h
The other players valued their lives more than I expected. Detecting danger, they scrambled away and observed from afar. Knowing better than to make sudden movements, I squeezed a smile. “Stop this, Silvia. If you stand down now, I can talk the Core System out of erasing you. Things will end badly for you if this goes on.” Despite the confidence in my voice, my legs underneath my pants shook like a leaf. Silvia burst into laughter and took strides toward me. “Oh, save me the act. You can’t summon the System. Come with me, Calvin, or the people around you will die. Let’s see if you can stay indifferent to that.” I could let the situation fall into that. NPCs were just code while the players were living beings—my peers. I couldn’t just stand by and watch them get murdered. After a brief hesitation, I dropped my hands, surrendering to her will. Overjoyed to tears, Silvia eagerly grabbed my arm and pulled me along while holding Kaden. “Now, Player.” In the nick of time,
With the knife slipping out of Silvia’s grip, the System jumped in to rescue the male lead with its powers. The world was beyond saving. Even if Silvia spared the male lead’s life, there was no way to revive their love story when the plot had deviated from the script. The Core System emerged. By triggering an Armageddon, everyone in the world would be wiped out.“Do you feel any regret, Player?” I shook my head at the System’s irrelevant question. “Am I getting a bonus?” I cared far more about my rewards than these characters’ lives. Such was human nature. Once I made up my mind that the characters were all data, my empathy didn’t apply to them. Since I stayed neutral, the Core System teleported me back to the real world and gave me a promotion. Talk about a blessing in disguise. No more world-hopping for me. All I had to do now was work behind the scenes and troubleshoot for other players, providing them with walkthroughs. Life was bliss when I didn’t have to deal w
Without my care, Kaden looked utterly miserable, his face covered in tears and snot. Disgusted, I took a step back. “You’re not my child, Kaden. You are just a product of a storyline. There are many versions of you spread across thousands of worlds. If every one of you were my child, I’d be buried in them. “This behavior is beneath you, Silvia. Stop obsessing and let him go. Like you, he’s a native of this world. You guys are meant to be.” To be honest, the mother and son made me sick. I didn’t see the point of being nice.The System shrieked in my mind, telling me to take the tone down a notch. “Silvia and Kaden have gotten a mind of their own, Player. If you can’t calm them down before reality collapses, they’ll go rogue, and you will be in danger.” I scoffed. The way I saw it, they were nothing more than code. Intelligence didn’t make them human. Burdened by their defects and naivety, they posed no real threat. Kaden struggled to wrap his head around my words. Tears












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