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Saving My former Creator

Wang Jiangmi is a system, the first created by Lord Jiho when he was young, naive and innocent. But then she got abandoned as he grew in power and had to leave him to live a life on her own. She could do it, she won't have anything to do with him any longer, not even if he died in front of her. At least that was what she thought until she discovered that he got into trouble and she might be the only one who could save his soul. What should she do? Should she forgive and forget?

Dark_paragon18 · ファンタジー
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11 Chs

The inception.

"Jangmi…"

"No."

In the middle of a small restaurant, delicately decorated with pink and black, a small lady, probably less than twenty sat on a golden stool behind the counter. She was very beautiful, unrealistically so, it was like she was created to be a virtual avatar for a video game but somehow took a magical potion and came out. Pale, with a deadly combination of sharpness and softness, large cat eyes with a rather grey pupil. Her slim hourglass figure was covered in a long black dress as she traced her long manicure nail on the coffee cup in front of her. Behind her, soft violin could be heard playing.

"This will also affect you too." the unknown voice pleaded.

Wang Jangmi's eyes flashed with killing intent, "I don't care if I end up dead, whatever this is is none of my business."

An old waitress came from the kitchen and looked at her, worry written all over her face. The restaurant was empty, just who was the boss talking to? But then again, this young boss of hers had always been weird and eccentric. The lady was sure that she had a personality disorder.

Jangmi felt her gaze and turned around, shocking the old woman. The woman gasped and enter the kitchen.

"Aigooo, what is with her deadly stare, Aish!"

"Jangmi, help master." the voice came from a small translucent tiger, who floated in front of her. It looked cute and adorable, a little fat, but then again normal humans couldn't see it so system 14263838 wasn't too bothered.

"I don't care about him."

"He created you," Tiger said, a little stunned. Jangmi was just like him, no, Jangmi could be considered his ancestor. Seokga, the trickster God and co creator of the world had many children. Among them, Jiho would probably be the one with no single popularity. Tiger was sure that if his master decide to comb his hair back and wear clothes his size…No, if his master decides to come out of his hole, he would gain instant popularity based on his face alone, but his master, while blessed with wisdom, just like his name means, was also cursed with the Smart people disease.

Zero social life, he took social distancing as his lifeblood. That must be the reason why Jangmi is like this. Jiho created her because he was bored and was interested in those system novels, but then he was a mini God and his creation would be more realistic, why just stop at creating a system, why don't you make your favourite novels into a world of their own, why don't you make transmigration a none fiction, why don't you just create more systems.

Jangmii was created at a time when Jiho was still an awkward kid and was terrified of people. That time, Jangmi had to become his mother, care for him, feed him, clothe him, make sure he was obedient and took care of himself, but later, Jiho grew as his worlds grew and became more powerful, more bold, and more social. He no longer needed Jangmi. Jangmi knew when to work hard and when to keep quiet, unlike the rest, she had a human form because she was originally created as a companion.

"I could kill myself now." Jangmi spat, taking a sip of her dark coffee.

"Nooona," Tiger whined, blinking his large blue eyes at her. "You didn't even ask what is wrong with him."

Jangmi didn't answer him. She did not need to. She was linked to him, before whatever happened to him happened, she was already feeling the sign in her body. No matter what happened, she was created to nurture him, even though she failed woefully and he became whatever he became.

"I still don't care."

"His soul is split into little fractions all over the worlds he created…"

"He slept with Asura's woman, he was lucky he wasn't turned into a golden retriever."

"He did not sleep with a woman," Tiger muttered to himself, his ears dropping. Jangmi didn't hear him clearly, but from the sneer on her face, he knew better than mumble to himself.

"He did not sleep with Asura's woman." he couldn't bear to look at Jangmi's face as he said the next sentence. "He slept with Asura's…only son."

"Shiiiit, that dumbass, out of all the makes he could pick, he just had to pick that one? How good was the dick for him to be this stupid?"

Tiger was happy watching her curse, being like this meant she still cared about him."I knew you will understand noona, so when are we going to save master?"

"Hold on," Jangmi picked the little tiger by his left ear.

"Ouch, ouch, noona."

"When did I say I was going to save him?"

"But you were obviously worried just now."

"You are also worried, why don't you go save him instead?"

"I am a system, I can't just enter the worlds without permission, but you are different." as if to prove his point, he kicked Jangmi's wrist with his chubby legs and stated. "You are a system human, you can do anything in the worlds, right now you are the one in charge of the Administration since Master did not leave anyone there."

Jangmi was quiet for some time, just when Tiger thought that she was about to agree, the doorbell dinged and two high school students came in. To prevent Jangmi from being labelled as a mad person, he stopped talking. Soon, soon, she will agree.

If only he knew how far his soon was.

"No."

Tiger groaned in frustration, it has been three weeks already, and each day master was not close to him, he was terrified of Master's soul finally dissipating until he finally became nothing and dies.

"No." Tiger shook his head rapidly, "I am master's favourite, I won't let him die."

"Noooooooonaaaaaa!!!!" he whined yet again, with that high pitched voice of his.

Jangmi stumbled, almost pouring the tray on her hands. All eyes turned to her, and she found herself freezing. There was nothing she hated more than embarrassment.

"Horangi." She growled lowly. Tiger froze in fear unable to escape her. She looked ready to kill, he was sure she will kill him if given the chance, it was not like she lacked the ability to do so. But he was very unwilling.

"If you can do this, there is a chance master might release you from servitude."

His words caused her to pause, no matter how powerful she was, Jiho was her creator and still have control over her, if there was a chance for that to change …

Because she was lost in thought, she did not notice that she was directly staring at a young high school girl opposite her. The girl's face was flushed, as she look anywhere but her, unable to bear such an overwhelming gaze. Her friends giggled and teased her.

"You are right, this unnie is so hot!!"

"How did you even see this shop?"

"I will die for her to hold me like the trays in her hands."

Jangmi did not reply Tiger, but walked towards the girls and dropped the tray in front of them.

"Do you want any snacks to go with this?" she asked as she served the coffee, raising her head, she met a pair of flushed watery eyes and tilted her head.

Is she having a fever? She scanned the girl with her eyes but there was no sign of fever in her body. Weird.

Jangmi felt like an eerie pair of eyes were watching her, she turned her head forward, dropping the coffee in front of the blushing girl as she glanced outside the window. A dark Limousine stood opposite the road. In the back of the limousine, a tall and handsome man, with sharp, angular features and an overpowering aura, sat with his leg crossed.

"We should hasten our actions more," his voice was as deadly as his looks, dark and hypnotising. "She can't get to him before us."

"Yes master." the driver in from of him replied. He locked eyes with his master through the rearview mirror, he shivered when his gaze met those bright green reptilian orbs of his. This was bound to be bad.