System Cheats Novels & Stories

"Can we hack the payment? Can we bypass the 'Check'?" "There is no 'Bypass' for the 'End-User,'" Leo said. "But there is a **'Bug.'**" He stood up, his coat flapping in a wind that only he could feel. He pointed to the silver pen I was still clutching. "The pen isn't just a tool for writing," Leo said. "It’s a **'Developer's Key.'** In the demo version, the security is lower. If you can use the pen to 'Write' yourself into the **System Menu**, you can change the status of the world from 'Trial' to 'Permanent.'"

Cassian Reed - Journalist (DECEASED). "Cassian Reed," Kara whispered. "We... we killed him." She scrolled down. There were hundreds of names. "This isn't a game," she gasped. "Oh my god, it's a hit li—" Suddenly, her screen glitched. Red pixels ate the text. The names scrambled into garbage characters. ERROR: FILE CORRUPTED. SYSTEM: Anti-Cheat Protocol Detected. Unauthorized Data Deleted. "No!" Kara screamed, hitting her keyboard. "No, no, no! I had it! I saw it!"

Whether it was me bailing on him for a friend, smashing one of his precious collectibles, going away for a sudden work trip, or even being asked out on a date by my long-time admirer, he never got mad once. I had always thought I had found the perfect man with high emotional intelligence, but it turned out that "good temper" wasn't a virtue, but something masked by sheer guilt. After we started dating, Jared began giving me expensive gifts—necklaces worth a fortune, custom high fashion from the pack's famous designers. I thought they were proof of his love, but they were only a counter for the number of times he had cheated on me. He felt a brief stab of guilt every time he came home from fo

"I have proof of Christopher sneaking into my company. Video evidence. And voice recordings that prove you're the one who sent him, Yvonne." The footage started playing on the screen. Christopher snuck into Leidermann Group's file room and copied top secret files into his flash drive. Then, a clear voice recording played out. "Once we get Leidermann Group's chip tech, we can control the whole industry, Christopher. And then I can kick Shawn out! I won't need that sorry excuse of a man anymore!" It was Yvonne's voice, loud and clear. Christopher was ashen, while she was taken over by fury.

I scoffed, “of course you know, because you're one of them!" Then Kevin tried to approach me again. “Believe it or not, Audrey, I've changed," he said. "I wouldn't have been helping you if I was still the jerk you knew." "Really?" I sneered. "How do I know you're telling me the truth?" "When you get home," Kevin replied, "check the company's authorization code for the translation with the British company, and you'll see that it ends with triple Ts." "Triple Ts?" I asked, puzzled. What does it mean?"

My hand trembled as I clutched a pregnancy test. Inside the room, Grayson Brooke's and his friend's voices carried, clear and damning. Grayson let out a heavy sigh, his tone laced with bitterness. "Even if Kayla never loves me back, I'd still give her everything I have. Everything."

I then took out a thick stack of printed A4 sheets from my bag, stepped up to the neighbors, and handed them out one by one, making sure to also give them to Anthony and Leah, who had just recovered enough to stand. Emily looked at the papers with a puzzled expression, completely unaware of what my game was.

The newest comments had all been left today, and they were vicious. "The cheater has the nerve to show off an award? I bet she stole that from Joey too."

It was the smile of a big brother who was about to teach a lesson. "It’s easy to win when you're playing on God Mode," Altair said. "You have the Hale name. You have the Black Cards. You have Oryn terrifying the faculty into giving you A’s." He stood up. He walked over to the mini-bar and poured a sparkling water. "Let’s make it interesting." Leo sat up. "Define interesting." "A wager," Altair said. "You think you're geniuses? Prove it. Survive the semester without the cheats."

"It's already way past midnight! Why are you so late?" I was already exhausted from the sudden overtime work I had to put in. However, as soon as I sat down on the couch, he'd already started questioning me. Angrily, I snapped back, "You're the one who cheated, so why are you making such a huge fuss? You should be thankful that I'm even here in the first place!" As soon as he heard me call him a cheater, he froze for a split second. After recollecting his thoughts, he softened up and tried to justify himself. "I'm an award-winning A-list actor now, so you're not a good fit for me anymore."