System Novels & Stories

He smiled at me and slipped the tray through a slot in the door. "How do I know that it's not poisoned?" I demanded as I eyed the sandwich. He smirked and pulled it back. He kept eye contact as he took a bite of it and then slid it through again. "Happy?" he asked as he rolled a bottle of water through. I checked the bottle's seal and for holes. Finding it all intact, I opened it and took a large gulp. Stuart grinned at me and nodded as I cautiously approached the sandwich and picked it up. I frowned when I spotted the ham on it and picked it off as Stuarts face turned into a frown as well. I put the ham back on the plate and nibbled on the sandwich.

“Kuronomiya, you okay?” Yamato-san stopped me as I walked past his desk on the way to mine, returning from Hamada-san’s cabin. “I… heard about the mess up.” “It’s fine. I’ll figure something out.” I smiled weakly at him. “It’s not… a total loss. The client just decided that my proposal was not modern enough. I mean, I admit that it isn’t my best work.” “So, what now? You’re resubmitting?”

I was a stickler for rules. When I was in elementary school, we were supposed to vote for class president, but the teacher simply appointed the principal's daughter instead. Hence, I followed the school rule that whoever received the most votes would win and brought all 42 students to the principal's office to hold a proper vote. After I started working, my boss handed me a 1,500-dollar invoice and told me to claim 15,000 dollars in expenses. I told him that wasn't allowed under company policy, but he said that, in this company, the boss' word was the only rule that mattered. "You need to learn to be flexible," he claimed. "Otherwise, the company may as well replace you with someone more obe

I say. He’s already turning. “You feel it.” “Yes.” Matteo groans. “No. No, we just fixed everything. We are not doing this again.” “It’s not the same,” I say. “Of course it’s not. It’s never the same.” Aidan steps closer to the console. “Source,” he says. I scan the system. All readings normal. All data consistent. Nothing out of place. And yet— “It’s not in the system,” I say.

Affection points plunged to zero, then jumped to fifty, then dropped into negative numbers so quickly my eyes struggled to follow. The whole display pulsed like a heartbeat that had lost its rhythm, pounding out of sync with everything around it. My breathing matched that chaotic rhythm before I forced myself to slow down. A jolt of fear shot through me. “What are you doing?” I demanded, louder this time, almost desperate. The system finally answered, its voice jagged and crackling like it was being crushed under heavy machinery. “Host stability… compromised,” it said. My breath hitched. “What does that mean?”

Because now— The game had shifted again. Not environment. Not structure. System. Juniper’s phone vibrated. Unknown number. Again. She didn’t open it immediately. Didn’t react. She let it sit. For three seconds. Then five. Then— She picked it up. Opened the message. Better. Her expression didn’t change. Another line appeared. You’re starting to see it. Juniper typed. You’re inside the system. The reply came instantly. Of course. No denial. No hesitation. Just— Confirmation.

The body was functional and would remain functional as long as he didn't do anything that required the left knee to absorb sudden lateral force. He noted this and moved on. Second: the System. He could feel it the way the novel had described villain-blooded characters feeling it: a presence at the edge of perception, like a door that existed but wouldn't open. He focused on it deliberately, and the System responded with the only thing it was willing to give him: [STATUS: KAEL DREADMOURNE] [CLASS: NONE — REGISTRATION LOCKED] [TIER: UNRANKED] [KARMA: -340]

--- “Yes.” --- A pause. --- “That’s new.” --- Ariana felt something shift. --- Not just in the environment. --- In the situation. --- Before… She had been the only one aware. --- Now… That awareness was spreading. --- Uncontrolled. --- Unpredictable. --- The system reacted. --- Her phone vibrated. --- She didn’t hesitate. --- She checked it immediately. --- Black screen. --- Then— --- Text. --- **“SYSTEM INSTABILITY DETECTED.”**

Somehow I felt like someone impersonated themselves as this system and talked to me. {What is SP?} I ask the system in my mind. [SP is the system point. You can use it to purchase any knowledge in this universe no matter what it is or how strong it is.] Now the system mechanical voice returns to normal without tone and emotion, just like the first time it’s spoken to me. But, What kind of knowledge does this system have? {Show me the list of all the knowledge you have} I ask the system. [Commencing comm

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