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He looked younger than thirty. I smiled, picked up a glass of wine next to me, and splashed it right into Sylvia's face. "I didn't spill the first glass. This one was me." Sylvia let out an ear-piercing scream. Jason rushed over when he heard it and pulled her into his arms. He immediately growled at me. "Have you lost your mind?! What are you trying to do here?" I took Lily's memorial photo from my bag and held it against my chest. Then, I spoke as loudly as I could. "I came to seek justice for my sister!"

It could have been a fall down a flight of stairs, or perhaps a heavy object had accidentally dropped and shattered her kneecaps. In any case, by the time Vanessa finally reappeared in public, she had lost her sight. Her hollow eyes remained permanently wide open, unfocused. Furthermore, her two legs twisted at an unnatural angle. She could no longer stand, so she relied entirely on the strength of her upper arms to drag herself painfully across the cold, damp ground.

From that day on, she'd seen sense. If a man wanted to cheat and fall in love with someone else, it didn't matter who his wife was. This rotten world was just a competition to see who was the most shameless. Ethan didn't say anything for the longest time. Maisie deliberately asked, "Are you coming over? I'm in the room next door—it's just a few steps away. "You can get a high-definition livestream with 3D surround sound. I won't charge you for it. Oh, you might also be surprised when you see who I'm with!"

Well that's different. A crystal vase with beautiful red roses in it on the stand next to me catches my eye. I notice the clear water at the bottom of the vase, reminding me that my throat still feels like sandpaper. I need some water like now, surely they have some in here somewhere. I keep looking around the room to the best of my ability. Who doesn't leave a pitcher or at least a glass of water for a patient? Geez. Suddenly the shine of a silver faucet over on the sink in the corner catches my eye.

A man gets out of the van and starts walking to me. “Help!!! Someone!!” A loud cry for help comes out of my mouth knowing fully well that I’ve been trapped. A guy walks up to me from behind and pulls a handkerchief over my face. My head instantly starts getting dizzy; eyelids starts getting heavier. My mind keeps telling me to be awake but my body was slowly giving up. “Let’s go.” I hear a woman’s voice; the voice seems very familiar to me. And while my eyes were shutting down I catch a glimpse of a neon red umbrella.

She easily sidestepped it effortlessly. “You foolish girl, oxygen allows fire to grow.” She chuckled but it was cut off by the ring of my winds ceasing, withdrawing the air from around her body. I felt a smile creep onto my lips while I watched her eyes fill with water. Tears threatened to spill onto her cheeks just as the little girl's had done.

Not free. Just waiting.

Note: Hahaha Stupid creators, Learn from your daddy this OP system. Looking at the description Lucifer felt that the system was too bold and started sweating thinking about the harsh penalties for the guild. Unlike other games, Virtual Dream collected biometrics promising privacy and only for authentication use and it meant once you were banned, you cannot make another account and it took harassment cases seriously as the player could report a player with dreamcording, which the development team will reply with. The system was really merciless as 20 gold coins per month was very costly even for pro Players who usually used their gaming knowledge, information and experience to earn the maximu