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In the infirmary, Alexander lay on the stone bed, his face as pale as paper. Lyla avoided his gaze and spoke solemnly. "The silverbane has eaten away your wolf. It's gone. It'll never return." He had once been the pride of the pack, a ruler who could tear through the night itself. Now, he was only an empty shell, stripped of his spirit. Alexander closed his eyes in pain, but a single figure stubbornly appeared in his mind.

The System could not intervene. I asked whether Roxanne, as a fellow player, would be punished for hurting me. The System replied in an indirect tone, "Players inside a mission world may harm one another as long as they do not damage the mission targets. If a player dies before their failure is confirmed, their body in the original world will also die." Thus, I endured. Then one day, someone in the convent decided to "have more fun" and brought in venomous insects from the mountain to use on me.

"The male lead has most likely awakened his self-awareness. However, you still have a chance now. If you keep working at it, you might be able to turn things around. "You can fabricate more comments for him and make him firmly believe that Rosalie Lark is the villainess. Hopefully, everything can still be salvaged. Otherwise, you'll only end up being erased." The moment I heard that, I understood what was going on. A system, huh? It was just one parasite latching onto another parasite. I'd been fooled in my previous life. If not for that, Brandon and his system wouldn't have had such an easy time. In this life, I would cut off every escape route he had.