LOGINDuring the car crash, my brother didn’t hesitate to save our adopted sister, Chloe Fox, first. Meanwhile, I was crushed beneath the airbag, a searing pain shooting through my left leg. It was definitely broken. My brother’s voice was tense and frantic as he said to me, “Chloe can’t handle pain like you can. Just hold on for a minute!” Before I lost consciousness, I watched him carry Chloe away from the car, leaving me behind as the engine began to smoke. When I finally woke up, I realized I was kidnapped. A masked kidnapper pointed a camera straight at my face and said, “Alright, Mr. Fox. If you don’t want your sister to die, bring me thirty million dollars in cash yourself. She might’ve survived that car crash, but she might not be so lucky with us.” I forced my head up, my vision blurred with dried blood. Through the speaker, I heard Chloe sobbing. “Oh, thank goodness! Jean is still alive! The car blew up, and she still survived… She really is so lucky!” Just like that, the worry in my brother’s voice vanished. “Jean, how long are you going to keep playing these childish games? First a fake car crash, and now a staged kidnapping? You’re unbelievable. If you want to die so badly, go do it somewhere far away where I don’t have to look at you.” Just then, the video call cut off, and the kidnapper became enraged. “If we’re not getting paid, you’re useless to us. Beat her up!” At that exact moment, a robotic voice echoed in my head. [The “cannon fodder-real heiress” mission has been completed, and the “fake heiress’s rags-to-riches tale” progress is at 95 percent. You will exit the storyline upon death. Do you accept?] My sealed memory suddenly resurfaced. As it turned out, my suffering was all just part of a System mission to resurrect my deceased parents. Without a moment of hesitation, I chose yes. The very next second, the System blocked all my pain receptors. As the steel pipes came crashing down on my body, a faint smile formed at the corner of my lips. Whatever I couldn’t take with me, I didn’t want anymore.
View MoreI stood at the doorway of the living room, refraining from stepping inside.James was sitting on the sofa, his head lowered and his hands resting on his knees. When my mother handed him a cup of hot tea, he accepted it and murmured a quiet thank you. His voice was faint, sounding like someone who hadn’t spoken in a very long time.I didn’t know how much he still remembered. I had no idea how he ended up here, what role the System played in all of this, or what was currently left inside his mind. I just stood there, watching him.He looked far more haggard than I remembered. His suit was relatively neat, but there was a subtle wrinkle on his cuff, as if no one had cared for him in a while. Several small, scabbed-over wounds marked the back of his hand.In that moment, I suddenly recalled how, in that other world, James always maintained a flawless appearance. He had been the head of the Fox family, accustomed to standing at the front, giving orders, and being looked up to by everyon
When the System contacted me, I was chopping up some vegetables for my mother.An orange cat rubbed against my feet, the kitchen was filled with the smell of onion, and the TV in the background was playing some random variety show, punctuated by bursts of laughter.[System alert: Contractual mission rewards finalized. Transmitting final log.]My hands paused for a second, and I quietly walked back to my room, closing the door behind me.After returning to my original world, it had taken me a very long time to get used to this kind of peace and stability. Every evening when my father came home from work, he would bring me my favorite hot dog. My mother would nag about how lazy I was while always making sure I was fed.They were truly alive again. They would bicker, laugh, and argue in the kitchen over which herbs to add, and they would take turns knocking on my door whenever I stayed up late. Every detail was so real that it terrified me. Sometimes I would wake up in the middle o
After the coin vanished, James became a different person entirely.It wasn’t a mental breakdown, nor was he spiraling out of control. It was something far more agonizing—he had finally found clarity. He was as sharp as a knife that had been honed to a dangerous edge, cutting through anything while simultaneously cutting himself.He knew that I was dead. He knew that he had been manipulated for those three years, and that his actions during that time had not entirely been driven by his own free will.He knew that something beyond his understanding existed in this world, that Chloe had been fabricated into their lives, and that I might have never truly belonged there in the first place. All that clarity only led him to confirm the truth that I was never coming back.That night, he sat in his study until dawn. Outside the window, the sky shifted from a deep navy blue to a pale gray before finally turning light gold. However, he didn’t move an inch.Spread across his desk was a thick
James spent a long time looking into the origin of that coin, but he found no answers.No one in the Fox family knew where it had come from. The butler said he had never seen it, his assistant swore he had never touched it, and the security footage showed no one entering or leaving James’s room. It had simply appeared there one morning out of nowhere.James carried it with him everywhere, as if holding onto something he couldn’t quite put into words.During that period, his state of mind was hard to describe. On the surface, he handled company affairs as usual, attended necessary events, signed documents, held meetings, and made executive decisions. Yet, he began to question the nature of reality itself.If Chloe could be fabricated into existence out of thin air, if his willpower could be overwritten by an external force for three whole years, and if a shadow on a security feed could be in the wrong direction, was the ground beneath his feet even real? Was the torment he felt ever






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