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The Monster You Created
The Monster You Created
Author: Limited

Chapter 1

Author: Limited
"Gabriel, everyone who's ever tried memory extraction died from the pain!" My sister, Ophelia Sowle, yelled. "I won't just stand by and watch you do something this stupid!"

My mother looked at me, her face full of concern.

"We'll come visit you in prison. You don't have to…"

I cut her off and signaled to the judge again. I wanted the procedure.

Seeing how firm I was, Ophelia snapped.

"Your body isn't yours to throw away! Back then, Dad was out delivering food just to earn money for your formula when he got hit and killed by a truck. Mom and I raised you from nothing! What right do you have to treat your life like it doesn't matter?"

Her eyes were red, her voice shaking, as if she were in real pain.

But I knew better. Every bit of it was an act.

I wanted nothing more than to stand there and expose her for what she really was.

But I couldn't.

I had been mute since I was very young.

A high fever when I was little left my hands shaking so badly that I couldn't even hold a pen.

At seven years old, I understood everything. I just had no way to say it.

Memory extraction was the only way I could prove the truth.

The entire trial was being broadcast live. People couldn't understand why, with the evidence already stacked against me, I was still putting myself through this.

Some thought they had it all figured out.

"What's so strange about this? He just wants to die and make his mom and sister regret it."

"He tormented them while he was alive, and now he won't even stop, even when he's going to die. This kid's nothing but trouble."

The judge slammed the gavel.

"Silence. The court respects the defendant's decision. Memory extraction will now begin.

"One more thing. Due to technical limits, the memories will be selected at random. They may help your case, or they may be completely meaningless.

"The process is extremely painful. You could die at any moment. Are you sure you want to do this?"

I nodded.

Beside me, Ophelia let out a small sigh when she heard the memories would be random. Hatred burned inside me like fire. Even if the pain killed me, I would expose her.

"The first extraction begins now."

A massive drill tore into my skull. Countless steel needles plunged straight into my brain and began to stir.

To keep the memories clear, there was no anesthesia.

I screamed, my body shaking as I forced myself to stay conscious.

Watching this, even the live comments started to hesitate.

[He's only seven. He's risking his life just to pull these memories out… Is there something we're missing?]
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  • The Monster You Created   Chapter 8

    Lauren parted her lips, her voice rough and thin."I just wanted to see you. Seeing that you're doing well now… I can finally stop worrying."I gave a small nod and turned to leave. "If you're not worried anymore, then you should go. I'm doing just fine here."But she grabbed the hem of my pants and refused to let go."Gabriel, I know you're just putting on a front. You look polished on the outside, like you're doing well, but I know you're hurting inside."You're only seven. You left Ophelia and me and ended up all alone out here. People must've looked down on you, laughed at you."Maybe you have everything you need materially, but without family, I know you feel empty inside. If you agree to remove the nausea chip, Ophelia and I can come back to you right away."I almost laughed at how ridiculous it sounded.I used to think Ophelia was just born rotten. As it turned out, Lauren wasn't any better.Like they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.I shot Lauren a col

  • The Monster You Created   Chapter 7

    The moment my mother stepped out of the courtroom, she was taken straight to a hospital.Panic flashed across her face."What are you doing?"The doctor didn't answer. He calmly injected anesthesia, then pulled out a chip."Gabriel agreed to let you go, but on one condition. You'll have a nausea chip implanted. This chip will release random electrical pulses 24 hours a day, triggering vomiting at unpredictable times. If you can endure it for five years, Gabriel will let you off."My mother's eyes went wide with fury."That damn kid! I'm his mother. How could he do this to me?"The doctor gave a quiet laugh. "You don't know? Gabriel already severed all legal ties with you. To him now, you're just an enemy."When my mother woke up from the anesthesia, aside from a slight soreness in her throat, she didn't feel anything unusual.She let out a few dismissive laughs."It's just a chip. What's the big deal? You're acting like we're sworn enemies over something like this… You're so

  • The Monster You Created   Chapter 6

    The image on the screen was a detailed schematic of a chip, packed with complex wiring.The operator pointed to a tiny line of text and raised her voice."After three years, the chip fully integrates with the host's nervous system. The only way to detect it is with a full-body scan using specialized equipment."The panel immediately pushed back."Running that kind of scan costs hundreds of thousands. How can you be sure…"She cut them off, "I'm staking my life on it."The comments exploded. People started speculating about what connection she had to me, that she would go this far. The pressure kept building until the panel had no choice but to agree.Over an hour later, the results came back.There really was a chip inside me, completely fused with my nervous system. Without a targeted scan, it was impossible to find.The panel member who had first insisted on upholding the verdict stepped forward and apologized."We've never seen anything like this before, so we assumed you

  • The Monster You Created   Chapter 5

    That night, the doll suddenly turned on. Its soft, stuffed arm shot straight into my throat.I jolted awake, clawing at my neck, trying to call for my mother, but no sound came out.By the next day, I had a raging fever and couldn't stop throwing up.I cried, trying to tell my mother what happened, but all that came out were broken, garbled sounds.She tossed me a pack of cold medicine."If you can't even talk, then be quiet for once. I'm exhausted after work."I nodded silently and tried to hug her, just to comfort her.But the second I wrapped my arms around her, the nausea hit. I threw up all over her.Her face darkened. She cleaned me up without a word.After that, she never hugged me again.The vomiting got worse.Kids at school started avoiding me. Neighbors laughed behind my back.In the end, I stayed home, stacking building blocks by myself. No one ever mentioned that "genius kid" anymore.I hated that doll Ophelia gave me. I cut it to pieces.But she didn't get m

  • The Monster You Created   Chapter 4

    "Your Honor, while I was extracting the memory, my needle hit something unusually hard."Ophelia immediately jumped in."It's probably just…a growth. Thanks for removing it. Just throw it away."She spoke too fast, as if she was trying to cover something up.The judge, seasoned enough to catch it, narrowed his eyes and ordered the mass to be cut open.The moment it split apart, everyone froze.Inside was a tiny chip.Ophelia rushed to explain."I remember now. It's an emotional regulation implant. Gabriel's vomiting has made my life unbearable. I had it implanted so I wouldn't lose control or do anything extreme."The room looked at her with even more sympathy.[I've heard those chips are brutal. The second you feel anger or disgust, they shock you.][You're too kind, Ophelia. Gabriel's clearly doing this on purpose. He doesn't deserve this from you.]Ophelia's expression softened."Whether Gabriel means it or not, I just want to take care of him."My mother held her tigh

  • The Monster You Created   Chapter 3

    This time, the extracted memories came in fragments.But every single one made people's blood boil.One weekend, my mother took us on a family trip. We had just gotten onto the highway when I threw up all over the car.On one of the rare birthdays Ophelia got to celebrate, I threw up all over her cake in front of everyone.She was ostracized by her entire class and fell into such deep depression that she tried to take her own life. Before she did, she left all the allowance she had saved for me."Gabriel, I know you didn't mean it. But I'm so tired… They all call me the puke girl…"My mother stared at the screen, her eyes red. "If I hadn't found her in time…"Ophelia tugged at her sleeve, the scars on her wrist barely hidden.The comments were filled with sympathy.[Why does someone as kind as Ophelia have to deal with a brother like Gabriel?][She's only twelve and has to clean up after him every day. That's brutal.][Gabriel, get lost. I'll be Ophelia's brother instead!]

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