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You are the last survivor. There are a total of three marks in the story until you finish the story. The first one is where you are reading this letter. This is also your beginning point. You need to reach the second part to upgrade your skills and get a cheat. Only you can recognize the marks. Pay attention, you dumb woman! These are your cheats. When you reach the second mark, you will get an opportunity to bring back a character to life or kill a character. However, you can not kill the main characters.

Something that could help us more than anything right now. I’m a Blueblood. If what Cassius said was true, then this land would want to help me find her. I knelt down and placed my hand into the indention in the stone road, allowing my finger to slip into the muddy mess. A strong vibration hummed up my arm and towards my shoulder, but I kept steady. Something washed over my eyes like an icy breeze and in that moment, I could see straight through the rain and directly towards a man’s back. A girl was slumped over his shoulder and the black hair told me it was my girl.

Corrupted ones simply look like bad luck. I went in through the foundation instead, rebuilding the architecture from the inside the same careful way I'd built it the first time, except this version carried something new buried deep in its code, patient and harmless right up until the moment someone tried to open it in front of an audience. Then it would come apart at the seams, loudly, with nothing left afterward worth saving. I closed the laptop, put everything back exactly the way I'd found it, and went upstairs to find something to wear that hadn't been chosen by a woman actively trying to end my life.

My mouth drops open. Bingo. The whole back wall is a board with keys that have numbers above them. Shit, shit, shit, I’m going to get caught. I quickly scan for the one I want. Where is it? Where is it? My eyes dart around frantically, and finally, on the bottom right corner, I find the first one and then the other. 1140 and 1289 I take the keys and I walk back to the door and look back. Damn it.

After I submitted the request to leave the pack, Marcus approved it almost immediately. I was taken by surprise at first, but after thinking about it, I realized it made sense. He was busy spending time with Clara. He probably skimmed the paperwork and signed it without even noticing who submitted it. I didn't go home right away. I kept driving until I was far beyond the city limits. I had already prepared the agreement to sever the mate bond, but just in case, I had also spent a large sum buying medicine from a witch for that purpose.

During the helicopter ride back, I remained silent. According to the instructions in that strange text, I just had to continue living a numb, obedient existence for two more days, and then I would die. It promised to reward me with a second life, and honestly, that wasn’t that hard. I had held on for so long. Waiting two more days until my death made no difference. The moment we stepped off the helicopter, a slender figure stood in the way of the exit. The fake heiress, Vanessa York, sized me up.

"I can't wait for the comeback! The vicious Scarlett is done for!" I was slightly confused by the flood of comments. A comeback? I couldn't think of anything he could do to turn the tables around. Before I could dwell on it, my phone screen suddenly went black. When the live stream was abruptly cut off, I immediately realized that Tristan had someone hack the network. The next second, the freezer door was violently forced open before Tristan's weak voice came from the inside. "Help…"

I simply raised my hand to flag down our server. "Check, please." The server hesitated. "For the whole table, ma'am?" I shook my head, picked up my fork, and pointed at the small plate of greens sitting in front of me, which I'd barely touched. "Just what I had." The server looked a little lost, his eyes instinctively darting to Presley. Presley's expression darkened. "What exactly are you doing, Natalie?" I didn't even look at him. I pulled my phone out of my bag, scanned the payment code, and paid exactly nine dollars.

Alice replied. "Do you mean in that plaza?" I pointed an index finger to the plaza where there are some boys playing basketball. "Yeah, is there any other plaza here?" Alice replied. "I don't know, you can now go to where you want to go, just don't forget to go back here at the right time," I reminded. "Don't worry Kaila, we are partners in crime, so don't doubt that I will not go back here because my freedom also lies to the people you had killed. Let me just asked you if why you seemed to miss me quickly if I will go somewhere?"

As expected, men only knew how to appreciate people after they were gone from their lives. Cal continued condemning Archer in his heart. He then asked, "So, we're going back to the hotel now, right?" "No," Archer replied. "We're going straight to the airport. Get me on the next flight back home." Cal could feel himself about to pass out when he heard this. Archer had been the one who insisted on rushing here for the auction. Now, Archer was also the one who was in a hurry to go back because of his frustration. Life was hard, indeed, especially for Cal Forrest.