Novel & Cerita I Was The Final Boss

"Did he just kill himself?" They had gone through trials and tribulations to reach this place, but the final boss killed himself as soon as they met. This was just ridiculous!

I want nothing for myself but for this. \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ -----End-----

The others didn’t even dare to breathe. The live comments exploded again. “He’s here! He’s here! The boss’s killing moment is coming!” “Now I’m curious how he’ll kill her this time. Dismemberment? Or will he hear her apart?” “If it were me, I’d just bite my tongue and die. It’s better than being tortured to death. At least, my body will be intact.” … The final boss stared at me coldly, waiting for my answer. After a moment of hesitation, I still took his hand.

Aiden mumbled, his eyes widening in shock. The banished boss stepped forward, his look one of cold enjoyment. “The final trial isn’t about strength or power,” he said, his voice low. “It’s about endurance. Let’s see how long you can last.” Iris and Aiden shared a glance, their breaths ragged. The beast’s eyes burned with fresh rage as it advanced, the ground shaking beneath its weight. “We can’t keep this up,” Iris whispered, her voice shaking. “We don’t have a choice,” Aiden answered, his stance firm despite the tiredness in his voice.

*** 5 years earlier *** "Sir Mauro, there is an omega servant here to see you," Said one of his assistants, interrupting his game. Mauro Kuznetsov, who at the time was having fun playing a card game with his alpha friends in his hut, showed great annoyance. But knowing that he was the leader of his pack, he had to agree to meet the omega who was looking for him. Throwing his cards on the table, Mauro said, "Don't you dare play without me..."

Hearing the name her, Keil was an indication that the old man's words were true, but he still had the doubt of him; but hearing the name of Zark Ar Zathot and knowing that he was Zark. He made her think. "The old man was not joking, he did not lie when he said that he would give me Zark's body" Zark Ar Zathot was a fictional character I believe by himself as the final Boss for his most recent role-playing campaign, unfortunately that campaign was never started.

I calmly pulled up the System panel and clicked Terminate Partnership. In my previous life, in this exact moment, they had stripped me of everything I'd built and kicked me out. This time, we ended it differently. I smiled, cold, and pressed Confirm. "Right. Keep your own blood, sweat, and tears."

The Boss is obviously about to choke her! With the threat of death so close, I didn't dare move. His hand held my neck firmly, forcing me to lean against him. I bit my lip, my voice trembling. "Don't you... like it when I do this?" My fans always did. A pang of disappointment hit me. The Boss seemed to reach his limit. He gave me one last, deep look, then let out a heavy breath. The next second, he vanished. 【Player Harper has failed to make a wish. Automatically proceeding to the next round.】

Alice seized my hand, her body trembling with a mix of emotions. I recoiled, breaking her grip, my desire to keep her at arm's length instinctual. "Ma'am, I believe we have nothing to do with each other anymore. Please, have some dignity." My gaze was icy, treating them as if they were mere strangers. Alice's eyes brimmed with tears, perhaps wounded by my coldness. "My son, we know we're to blame, but after three years with no word, can't you give us a chance to right our wrongs?"

The pressure of work must have ruined her boss's sanity. ​The burden of leading a multinational company had caused Mr. King to suffer a psychological breakdown, hallucinating that he was a fictional monster from a trashy novel, and then somehow the man ended up naked on the roof of his own company's building before Nichole accidentally brought him home. ​Everything suddenly made sense! Her boss was a madman who needed a psychiatrist's help, not a mythical werewolf.