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Silence exploded. Her mind reeled. “You… used the system…” He nodded slowly. “To create the perfect version.” Her breath came out shallow. “I’m not a replacement…” His smile widened. “You’re the upgrade.” The room seemed to tilt. The truth sinking in. Horrifying. Unavoidable. The original wasn’t the goal. She was. Ariana. And his final words sealed it— The twist that would make readers scream. “The system wasn’t trying to bring her back…”

Yeah, it was worth being speechless for if this was really the case that will happen this naïve little new AI So back to the reality, System Eye was the one who was the most concerned out of the two who was mulling over about the sudden change of their life to this first world Well, one was thinking about the superior order and was determined to stood his grounds-oh no, his powerful data (but not really) while one was thinking how did he needed to buy information when it was free because it was his own system who was fetching off some information he needed to know after this day that he supposed he could say, was such a hectic after all of the fuss he suffered in just one day?

His voice was breaking with anguish as he yelled, "Have you lost your mind, Claire? You even went out and prepared your own tombstone, all with the intent of committing suicide!" I stared at him, utterly bewildered. I then instinctively glanced down at my watch, noting that the time displayed on the dial was well past the scheduled death moment the system had told me about. I, however, was still alive. I was still overwhelmed with confusion when the system suddenly said, "Congratulations! Henry fell entirely in love with you in the final seconds before your death. Thus, the mission to capture his affection is completed, and you are free to continue living in this world."

He wondered how is that possible, but he contemplated that maybe it was because the system screen was just in his mind. Whatever it is. The system gave him something he can call extraordinary making him do things that no ordinary human could do. Dismissing any thought from his mind he focused his attention on the texts that was being displayed in the screen that only him can see. 'A daily quest?' Gale wondered as he stared at the screen. Now that the system is giving him this kind of notification, he really felt like he was in a computer Role Playing Game. He even begun to wonder what would happen if he'll die, can he resurrect like the game?

"They're rewriting the system." The ballroom was gone, replaced by a vast, infinite library of data streams—the "Source" itself. I could see the threads of every life in the Empire: the pack leaders, the outcasts, the soldiers, the innocents. Each thread was a line of code, fragile and fraying under the Architect’s cold, analytical gaze. The Architect’s voice boomed again, deeper this time, shaking the very foundations of the void. [ERROR: SYSTEM CONTRADICTION DETECTED. EMOTIONAL VARIABLES BEYOND CALCULATED CAPACITY.]

We turned to her, worry written all over our faces. “Yes?” “Well, you can't cancel the task since you're already here. If you're having a hard time making a decision, the system will make an automatic choice for you.” “Doesn't make it any better,” I mumbled. “It's fine. We'll just wait.” She nodded before walking away. [SYSTEM] ...Automatic choice made. ...Await participant's arrival in 20 minutes. The system chimed. The choice had been made. We both knew it was going to be between Esme and Zade, and neither of us wanted either of them here.

"Hey, System, are you sure she's the villain?" "Well… sort of. In a romance novel, the third wheel who keeps getting in the way of the main couple's happily-ever-after is basically a villain, right?" The System's lack of confidence brought a faint, wry smile to my lips. "Failing the last world was my own shortcoming. I never blamed you."

I asked in confusion, trying to touch it once again but my fingers simply passed through. “B.U.I.S. Your new Build Up Intentional System—” “I'm sure I heard that the first time. What are you, Buis? An invisible robot? A new AI model? I thought all models had shut down.” I muttered in curiosity glancing at the blue blank screen with nothing but its name on it. “I am a system bound to you and I am here to assist you in surviving the apocalypse again. You have been given a second chance after your death and all you need to do is follow the system's rules and protocols.” It replied and my brows raised.

She was the billionaire queen, and her kingdom had just been stolen. "The System is not dead," Chloe announced, her voice incredibly calm and precise. "When it rebooted in the void, it did not return to the standard blue interface. It shifted to a new baseline. It is currently running in a passive, low energy state to allow my body to recover. But the master architecture is still fully integrated into my neural pathways." Julian stepped closer to the bench, his dark eyes fixed entirely upon her. "What are you saying, Chloe?"

"This is not happening. I'm in a coma. I've got brain damage. This is a hallucination brought on by instant noodles and regret." As if on cue, a simple, sterile line of text burned itself across my vision. It wasn't a voice. It was just… there. A mental pop-up ad from hell. [System Initialized. Welcome, Host Zhan.] I froze. "System?" I whispered, my voice trembling. [Your current reality is the world of the web novel The Alpha's Obsession. You have transmigrated into the body of the character Zhan at 18:47, two hours prior to the Starlight Gala.]