Seorang pemuda yang dikatakan sebagai pemain terkuat, pemain pertama yang berhasil mendapatkan level max, namun dia berhenti bermain karena sesuatu, namun dia ingin membangun legendanya sekali lagi di game Vmmofps Mirror

Jonathan is a freelance photographer in a small town where crime rarely happens, but when a little girl disappears and the town can't do anything to help, it's up to Jonathan to bring out his inner detective and solve the mystery behind her mysterious disappearance, only armed with a single camera at his disposal.

The phone in the movie vibrated. Qiumei stopped arranging her stuff and picked up the phone. Without seeing the caller ID, she answered the call directly. "Hello, who is this?"
"We just chatted on the internet. I saw that you'd left your phone number on your personal page, so I thought I'd give you a call." A man's voice came from the other end. The person did not sound that old because his voice was still settling into puberty.
"We just chatted on the internet?" Qiumei pulled back the phone to look at the screen. "You are the Non-Existent Man!"
"That is my online ID."
"Why would you use a name like that?"
"That is not important. The important thing is that I have managed to reach you." The boy purposely lowered his voice, as if it could make him sound more mature and mysterious.
"The number I left on my page is real, so is it really that surprising that you can make this call? Have you called other girls on their number before and ended up being catfished?" Wenyu did not treat the boy seriously.
"I am talking to you via a dead person's phone. The fact that you are able to answer the call means that part of what you said is real."
"You sure have a strange way of clarifying people's claims." Wenyu's attitude turned chillier. Strangely enough, she was not surprised by what the boy said. "Speak, why are you calling me?"
"I simply wish to save your life—I'm afraid that you might go on a suicide mission." The boy did not sound old, but he seemed to have lived through a lot.
"Suicide mission?"
"Why would you want to return now that you have managed to escape? I know you won't remember many things, but have you ever considered that the memory is the cost you paid for your escape?" The boy tried to persuade her. "For the sake of escape, even your memory has been surrendered. However, to regain the lost memory, you'll voluntarily return. Have you heard of anything stupider in this world?"
"I am not going back to search for my memory; I am going there to search for a person." Wenyu unlocked the door and studied the notebook inside. "Wenyu is the name of this body, but that is not my name."
Her finger slid across the cover of the notebook, and it glided over the name Qiumei.
"I don't care why are you returning, but I don't suggest returning to this place. Remember! Do not go back there!" There was the sound of something heavy being dragged coming from the other end of the phone, and with that, the call was hurriedly ended.
"I know that the place is very dangerous, but certain things cannot be avoided." The main character placed the arranged information by the headboard, and then she crawled into bed, hugging the phone. She tried to contact the Non-Existent Man, but there was no reply.
"Of all the information that I can find on this university online, they say that it is a private school and built by a private donor. But based on the pictures online, the scale is way beyond that of a normal school. Its size is even bigger than a normal university."
Wenyu planned to visit this school. She took out paper and pen and recorded all the information she could find on the phone.
"Some of the pictures have watermarks on them, so they might be fake, but how come some of the other pictures just look so strange?"
Perhaps it was the angle of the camera or an issue with the buildings, but in some of the pictures, regardless of whether it was day or night outside, the room had this dim, eeriness to it. The girl turned the bedroom light off but left the bedside lamp on. She lay in bed and started to do her homework. Seeing the girl on screen, Chen Ge was reminded of himself. Before the start of any mission, he would often gather and analyze information like Wenyu.
"This ghost story reminds me of myself too much." The time ticked away, and Wenyu gradually fell asleep, lying in bed. The pen slipped from her hand, and it landed on the ground. It rolled away until it stopped right at the bathroom door.
She had to work in the day and study at night. Wenyu was very tired, and she slept very soundly. The camera pulled back, and it focused on the sleeping Wenyu. It was hard to tell what the director was going for. He used a ten-second cut to focus on a sleeping Wenyu.
Chen Ge's employees were not treated to a night at the movies often. They stared at the screen with open curiosity. Their attention was rapt, and they tried their best to follow the director's rhythm, attempting to understand his perspective.
"I admit that the girl is rather pretty, but hasn't this scene dragged on for a bit too long already?" Bai Qiulin finally voiced his thoughts. "When her eye was open, there was an air of resentment around her, but weirdly enough, after she closed her eye, the air disappeared completely."
"This director is good at his job. From his previous short film, I know that he would not waste a single cut. There has to be a purpose to this." Chen Ge waited patiently, and after some time, he noticed something. "The bottom left corner of the screen. Yes! There, the spot where the pen fell and stopped earlier."
The door to the bathroom was left open, and the pen stopped right next to it. The only light source in the room came from the bedside lamp. Due to the camera angle, one realized that the bathroom was not completely dark, and a streak of weak light fell on the bathroom mirror.
The movie seemed to have stopped with the main character soundly sleeping, but as one studied it further, the feeling of something being not right grew. The reason was because the scene had not fully stilled. In the corner of the screen, inside the bathroom, something was moving!
The image on screen looked warm—the soft yellow light, fluffy mattress, and a sleeping beauty. However, once their gazes wandered to the corner of the screen and saw what was happening inside the bathroom, the sudden contrast would cause the audience's hair to rise.
Inside the dim bathroom, a woman in a red outfit was standing before the mirror. She twisted her neck, but she kept her eyes glued to the camera!
The face was hidden in the dark, and when the audience chanced upon it, it would feel like the face was staring at them through the screen.
"I knew something is not right!"
No matter what kind of style the movie adopted, at the end of the day, it was a horror movie. The pen on the ground moved on its own. The woman in the bathroom had already disappeared from the mirror, and one was given a glimpse of a woman in a red outfit moving in the room.
The majority of the scene had not changed; the only thing that changed was the reflection of the mirror in the bathroom.
The rental room was only so big. There was no living room, and the bedroom was attached to the bathroom. The scene maintained its warmth with the occasional strange sound.
The pen rolled on the ground, and the lizards on the wall crawled away. The light from the bedside lamp cast a shadow, but the shadow did not belong to the room owner, who was sleeping.
The papers on the table were flipped through, and the lock on the drawer jangled like someone was trying to open it.
Moments later, everything returned to silence, but then the scariest scene appeared.
The pillow on the bed indented downward like someone had lain down next to the main character.


The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

When Ren Baqian arrived at the blacksmith shop, he immediately saw the blue-colored wooden boards placed on one side. They indeed resembled the night sky. The countless silvery spots stretched across their surfaces forming silvery rivers.
When he walked closer to the wooden boards, the countless silvery spots made of melted silver reflected light into his eyes, giving him the illusion of the starry trails in the night sky.
"They are done, you can take them away now. The remaining silver taels from the fee are enough," the shop owner said without even raising his head. 
He did not seem to feel anything towards the wooden boards that had captivated Ren Baqian. Since they did not require much skill to make, he wasn't willing to take a second look at them. 
After Ren Baqian walked closer to the wooden boards, he realized they looked more beautiful when he stood further away.
But he was already satisfied with this result.
This standard of work was enough for him.
After checking the five wooden boards thoroughly, he did not find anything to fuss over.
He got Tie Dao and Teng Hulu to carry them, and they returned to the beast park. Upon arriving at the beast park, they went to Tong Jia's house and assembled the wooden boards into the air cooler and placed it outside the house.
Folding his arms, Ren Baqian looked at the air cooler from various angles. The wooden boards did not seem as beautiful as the had just now. Perhaps it was too bright. Under the direct illumination of the sunlight, not only did the silver-made stars glitter, but the flaws on the wooden boards were magnified as well.
So why did they look so good in the blacksmith shop just now? That was because the light inside the shop wasn't bright enough.
Ren Baqian knew of a unique phenomenon in which a slightly darker place could easily conceal the flaws of an object.
For example, when he looked at the mirror in his toilet, he always felt that he looked exceptionally handsome. However, when he looked at a mirror under the sun, he felt it wasn't his face that was reflected in the mirror.
This was a tragic story.
With this knowledge in mind, he immediately brought the air cooler back into the house. Indeed, the air cooler looked much better now.
Especially after Ren Baqian closed the door and lit up two oil lamps, he felt that it looked like the fighter jet of air coolers.
"Isn't it good-looking?" With a look of satisfaction on his face, Ren Baqian asked Tong Jia while folding his arms.
"If Caretaker Ren says it's good-looking, then it's good-looking," Tong Jia replied straightforwardly.
Ren Baqian cast a glance at him. Who said this fellow is simple and honest?
Subsequently, Ren Baqian got someone to carry the air cooler to his own house. Initially, Ren Baqian thought that the empress would summon him into the palace today and he could then present the air cooler to her.
However, he waited until the sky turned dark, but no one came over from the palace to summon him.
Ren Baqian went to the kitchen and found a leftover mutton leg. He cut it into slices, fried them in a wok, and ate his fill.
Then, he went back to his house and slept. When he woke up, he was back on Earth.
 Nothing much happened during these three days. Whenever he was bored, he would pick up a beer and start drinking it. He did this for three days in a row.
During two of these three days, he also went out shopping for some things. He procured an e-book reader and stored the information on salt wells, smelting and farming tools in it. He also stored in it a few novels, which included Journey to the West, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Investiture of the Gods, and some web novels. These could help him to pass some of his time in the other world and reinforce his content of the story he was telling the empress.
When fully charged, the e-book reader could last around 20 days. That should be enough for him to use.
Another thing that Ren Baqian bought was the stun baton. Twice, he had forgotten to buy this essential self-defense tool when he came back to Earth. It was larger than the size of his palm, and it looked somewhat similar to a flashlight. Reportedly, it could be used for 20 minutes straight before it ran out of power. Normally, if it was used for only a few seconds every time, it could be used for approximately one hundred times.
Ren Baqian did not really understand its technical aspects like output voltage and current intensity output. As for its power, the boss at that time told him with a mysterious tone, "Even the most muscular man will fall if he's poked with it."
Ren Baqian reckoned that a few seconds were not enough for the stun baton to knock a Dayao man out. It would need at least ten seconds to do that. Even if he could not knock the other party out, he could still numb and freeze his entire body.
Without the stun baton, he would not have a self-defense weapon if something happened to him in that world. Given his physique and strength, a Dayao man could easily kill him even if there were several clones of him.
With a stun baton, Ren Baqian felt much safer.
If I can't beat you in a hand-to-hand combat, I will use the stun baton to jab you. I don't believe all of you aren't scared of electricity.
Ren Baqian hoped the stun baton was really as powerful as the boss said it to be. He definitely did not dare to poke himself with it as he was scared of pain.
Tong Jia had thick skin and huge muscles. Maybe he should try the stun baton on him.
If it did not work, he would come back and get even with the boss.
The last thing Ren Baqian bought was a camera. He wanted to take photos of the things in that world. For example, Gungun and Tiantian. If their photos were posted online, they would definitely attract a lot of attention.
Those scientists on Earth were still wondering whether or not there was extraterrestrial life. Meanwhile, he had already arrived at a world that was different from Earth.
It was a pity that he couldn't tell anyone about it.
Ren Baqian remembered a wise man once said that if one did not have a glorious homecoming after making it big, he might as well go home in silken robes at night without anyone noticing. Right now, being wealthy wasn't the only issue. The main issue was that he was the only one in the entire world that was experiencing all this.
It was really a pity that he couldn't tell anyone. He did not even dare to use an anonymous name to write a story about it online.
Therefore, he could only post photos online to flaunt and share his feelings with people.
After charging the stun baton, Ren Baqian placed it, the e-book reader and the camera into a bag and fell asleep, teleporting to that world.
After he woke up, Ren Baqian took out the camera from his bag. Once he exited his house, he indeed saw Gungun and Tiantian lying on their backs on the ground.
Before he kept these two small chaps as pets, he thought that animals lay on their stomachs to sleep.
After keeping them as pets, he realized they had various sleeping postures. All of their sleeping postures overflowed with cuteness.
Ren Baqian took two close-ups of them and then pulled away to take long shots of them from every angle. The two small chaps shook their heads and crawled towards him. Following which, they hugged his calves and snorted non-stop.
After taking a few top-down photos of the two pandas hugging his legs, Ren Baqian hung the camera over his neck and teased them. After a while, he went to draw some water and prepare to eat his breakfast.
After having breakfast, Ren Baqian hung the stun baton on his waist and went in search Tong Jia.
Tong Jia leaned against a wall while picking his teeth. His signature sheepish smile hung upon his face.
Ren Baqian did not know why was he so happy every day.
"Tong Jia!" Ren Baqian yelled at the top of his voice.
"Hey, Caretaker Ren." Tong Jia ran towards Ren Baqian while flinging his fingers along. Following which, Ren Baqian saw a black dot being flung to the ground from Tong Jia's fingers.
"Tong Jia, I have something to discuss with you."
"Caretaker Ren can just speak anything on your mind!" Tong Jia said. He knew that Ren Baqian was very generous with his money. Previously, Ren Baqian gave him one tael of silver for a day's work.
Tong Jia wasn't smart but he wasn't stupid wither. He knew he had to bootlick Ren Baqian.
"I want to do a test by giving you a poke with this thing, are you alright with it?" Ren Baqian asked as he took out the flashlight-like stun baton from his waist. He had a "friendly" look on his face.
"What's this? Caretaker Ren, it's alright, you can just poke me with it," Tong Jia replied with confidence.
How powerful can this thing be? It looks like a mere stick, and it doesn't even have a tip.
"Ahh… Ahh…" Tong Jia's body spasmed, looking as though he was doing a zombie dance.


In a world where its inhabitants can destroy a city wall single-handedly, the empress has a kirin as her pet, and the imperial palace of Great Xia has a pool containing a dragon. There is also a Sword Mountain where spirit swords occasionally leave in search of a master .

Bootlicking the empress, Ren Baqian ascended to the apex of life.　　

Pei Qian clicked on the promotional CG for Black Ink and Clouds after calming down.
The entire CG was traditional Chinese ink style.
A little ink stain spread on the pale yellow Xuan paper and turned into black clouds. As they gathered and dispersed, a ferocious-looking mutated beast was born. It circled in the sky, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. Balls of dark clouds shrouded the ancient city in the distance…
At the same time, an old and low voice-over sounded.
"Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a kind of evil beast formed by resentment in China. It was called Nightmare. There were rumors that Nightmare Beasts could weave dreams. They fed on human fear, hatred, despair, resentment, and other negative emotions. They grew stronger day by day…"
The CG images in the game began to change continuously accompanied by the voice-over. Nightmare beasts were hidden behind dark clouds in the sky. Countless strange monsters were born, bringing disaster to the world.
A scholar realized that he was trapped in a dream. He held a painting in his left hand and a brush in his right. He began to use the power of his painting to defeat the monster in the dream. He wanted to find the nightmare beast hidden in the dream. The nightmare beast was also constantly producing evil demons to stop the scholar.
Countless sinister devils rushed towards the scholar. The scholar used his brush to paint a huge rock on the painting. Then, with a light wave of his brush, the huge rock immediately appeared above the monsters and smashed them into black smoke.
The monsters also raised the fallen rocks and huge trees on the cliff and threw them at the scholar. However, the scholar waved his brush and wiped the foreign objects out of thin air.
The brush and ink flew everywhere, and the black fog dispersed. The scholar and the monster began to fight intensely. The voice-over also narrated the background story of the entire game…
This publicity CG was actually not complicated. It was not a CG where every hair and pore could be seen clearly. It could not even be compared to the publicity video of the GPL's Spring Competition.
However, the brilliance of this video was that it perfectly matched the game itself.
"Black Ink and Clouds" was a horizontal 2D game. It was not a hugely invested 3A game. What's more, it was a Chinese-style game. It was related to calligraphy and painting elements. Thus, it could be said that using the CG of Black Ink and Clouds was just right.
Not only could it highlight the characteristics of the game itself, but it could also reduce the difficulty of making it.
On the other hand, even though there were only two small stages in the game and the game only lasted about ten minutes in the updated DEMO, the core gameplay was displayed.
Using the traditional 2D horizontal version of the game's operating model as the foundation, there were movements, jumps, dual jumps, attack, defense, and other operations. There were also calligraphy and painting skills.
After clicking on the drawing skill, the game's image entered a stagnant state. Time passed at an extremely slow speed. Gamers could choose to erase the scene elements in the game or create props by drawing a specific shape. For example, they could draw circles to create large rocks, and draw lines to create lightning.
However, this also meant that the game could not be played with a controller. It could only be played with a mouse or a touch screen.
The official platform obviously intended to use the computers and cell phones as the main battlefield. They promised that players would first be on the computer version and then the cell phone version.
Logically speaking, it would be more comfortable to operate the cell phone version. However, there were more independent gamers in the computer version after all, and it would be easier to develop it. Thus, they had to go to the computer version first.
… 
After watching the promotional video and the game's contents, Pei Qian's expression turned serious as though he was facing a formidable enemy.
No wonder so many people were pre-ordering it. It looked very reliable!
The domestic independent gamers were one of the most supportive groups of domestically-produced games. Ink and Clouds was a Chinese-style game. It was obviously more likable to combine traditional cultural elements like calligraphy and games.
However… could this game's DEMO achieve such a good publicity effect?
That didn't make sense, right?
Pei Qian clicked on the promotional video on the game's details page with some confusion.
… 
The video started in a dark room.
A child in shorts and a white vest was hiding under the blanket, reading a game magazine under the dim light of the flashlight.
Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door. The child quickly switched off his flashlight and lay down. He hid the magazine under his pillow and pretended to be asleep.
The camera changed to day time.
His parents were not at home. The child carefully switched on his computer. On the screen was a domestically-produced standalone game with a strong mosaic style.
The child placed the game magazine aside and began to play seriously with the guide.
All of a sudden, the clock on the wall started to chime. The child quickly switched off his phone, took a wet towel, and covered the big head of the computer monitor. Then, he quickly returned to his room, opened his bag, took out his homework, and finally put away the wet towel.
After a period of time, the anti-theft door opened. The child's father came back and touched the computer monitor. Then, he looked at the child who was studying seriously and turned to busy himself.
The scene changed again. The primary school student became a high school student. They might have changed to a different actor, but they could still recognize him as the same person through his clothing.
In the smoke-filled internet cafe, some of his peers were playing various online games. He was the only one still playing domestically-produced standalone games. However, it was the same game that he played in elementary school. There were no changes.
Some people mocked him for playing such an old game. He just smiled and did not say anything.
The camera changed again, and the high school student became an adult. It was already late at night. In the dilapidated and messy rental apartment, he faced the computer screen and seriously used the game editor to create the game.
The messy room and the piles of miscellaneous items were all hinting at his poverty-stricken state. However, he continued to work enthusiastically in front of his computer.
However, during the day, a loud knock woke him up.
He was silent for a long time after he returned to his room with the receipt for rent and utilities.
In the end, he reluctantly glanced at the computer screen, closed the unfinished game project in the game editor, and opened his resume.
He habitually moved his mouse to the game editor after sending his resume to several companies. However, he could not click on it after much hesitation.
The camera panned around. He opened the closet and flipped through to the suit he hadn't worn in a while. Then he stood in front of the dressing mirror and studied himself.
In front of the camera, he was dressed in a neat suit and had a proper hairstyle. However, his eyes looked listless as he stared blankly at the image in the mirror.
In the mirror, he was still wearing a white vest, shorts, and flip-flops. His hair was messy, but his face was full of smiles and his eyes were filled with hope.
The two images formed a sharp contrast, hinting that he still wanted to be an independent game designer.
Finally, he sighed softly, picked up the printed resume on the table, and prepared to leave for work.
However, at that moment, he realized that there was a golden invitation letter in the mailbox at the door. On it were the words "Destitution Plan".
A hopeful smile finally appeared on his face.
… 
The promotional video ended there. There was no detailed introduction of the Destitution Plan but it had already pointed out it's meaning.
As for the plot at the end of the video, most people could imagine it: this independent game designer had obtained the money and could continue to persevere in his dreams, complete the unfinished game project, and add to the development of domestically-produced independent games.
The video was filmed and edited in a very short time.
There were many old buildings in Beijing that were filled with the style of the previous century. Many arcade games shops also had game consoles and big-headed computers. It directly evoked many childhood memories when coupled with the vintage filter.
The content of the video was filled with details.
Domestic standalone games were also developing rapidly in the era when home computers were first popularized.
The newsstand next to the school would sell many game magazines. At that time, many students who did not have much time to play games would buy a game magazine and read it repeatedly. Even if they had not played it before or could not buy the game inside, they would still enjoy it.
He secretly turned on his computer to play games while his parents were not home from work. However, he had to remember to use a wet towel to cool down in advance. Otherwise, his parents would be exposed the moment he touched them. He would then have to welcome a storm.
With the rise of internet cafes, online games also developed rapidly. However, domestic standalone games were going downhill.
The protagonist in the video loved domestically-produced standalone games. However, there was a gap between domestically-produced standalone games. When other students played online games, he still stubbornly played domestically-produced standalone games from a few years ago.
In the end, he became an independent game designer who wanted to fulfill his dreams. However, he had no choice but to make difficult choices in his dreams and reality due to his tight living conditions…
All of this content resonated strongly with those who watched the video!
After searching the internet for a while, Pei Qian immediately understood why Black Ink and Clouds had garnered so much attention in such a short time.
Its DEMO was very fun and likable was only one of the reasons. The more important reason was that the promotional videos of Black Ink and Clouds and the Destitution Plan had already been uploaded to Aili Island's website, causing a warm response!
On Aili Island's website and several other video platforms, the promotional video for the Destitution Plan had been pushed to the forefront of the gaming area. Moreover, its popularity was still rising.
In the bullet screen comments and comments section, many independent gamers who had been under the radar were being bombarded.
"This video is making me tear up! Isn't this child me? It's just that I've already given up on creating games…"
"Dad and Mom touched their computers the moment they got home from work. This is too realistic! They're actually unified in the entire country?"
"Sigh, the scene at the internet cafe is really sad. People like us who like standalone games have become anomalies. When we were young, domestically-produced standalone games were still in full bloom. In the end, only online games were left on the market. Sigh."
"Actually, it's alright. It has now recovered a little, there are more independent games now."
"It's still far from being comparable to overseas!"
"Is this 'Destitution Plan' specially meant to sponsor domestically-produced independent games? That's really a lot of merit! I have to support it well on account of this!"


I really just want to lose money! T_T
Best boss ever, prodigy of the business world, genius creator, visionary of the century.
These are the descriptions used for Pei Qian, President of Tengda Corporation.
Ever since his rebirth, Pei Qian finds himself in possession of a system that rewards him if he manages to lose money.
Instantly, a brilliant idea comes to mind — making crappy games!
"If the game flops, all my investment cost will be lost!"
"How difficult can it be to lose money?"
Indeed... how difficult can it be?
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"Sunny Day's Livestream, viewer number: 25, Followers: 123, Likes: 35, Donation: 6." 
On screen, a sweet-looking young girl was singing. She occasionally scratched her face. Her singing was nothing to cry about but she had youth and energy on her side. Whenever there was a donation, the girl would stop to thank them personally before continuing with the song. She only live streamed at night. This was a new career move for her and it had been going on for only a week and her highest viewer number so far was around 50 concurrent viewers. 
"It's 12 already. My dear oppas, the livestream will end here for today, I'll see you all tomorrow. Again, thank you for Mr. Chilli's donation! Bye bye, good night!" The sweet girl smiled and stood up. The video froze. After the viewers greeted her good night, the number dropped drastically. Tian Yi sighed and scratched her face. She grabbed her phone to check her income for the night… After the cut taken by the platform, she would earn 15 RMB. 
"O well." She told herself, "It's better than nothing." Sitting in front of the camera, she created the illusion that she was living in a girly-decorated bedroom; but beyond the camera, this was actually a cramped living studio. With only one room and attached toilet, it cost her 300 RMB per month for rental. As mentioned earlier, she just started trying out livestreaming. The 300 RMB could be considered her investment. She doubted having the hostel she previously shared with the other factory workers as the background would earn her any views. 
Tian Yi needed to get up early to go to work tomorrow morning. She set the alarm to ring at 6. 30 am and then hurried to use the bathroom. She just celebrated her 18th birthday this month but she dropped out from school 2 years ago. This was not uncommon for children from the countryside, education was simply not that valued. She left her hometown last year to move to this seaside town along the eastern coast. She found a job working at a jewelry factory and earned 2000 RMB per month. The small town was spared by the legionella pneumonia. The factory closed for several days before it opened for business again. However, for safety precaution, every worker was required to wear a mask to work. Nonetheless, as time passed, the masks started disappearing. 
Recently, all her colleagues could discuss Phecda, Phecda University, supernatural forces, and Gu Jun… But for Tian Yi, these were so far away from her life that they appeared to be from another world. Instead she was more concerned about her own life, was she going to spend her whole life like that? Working day in and day out at the assembly line, earning the bare minimum wage every month… When she started her job, she was excited whenever she received her salary but half a year later, the excitement had worn off… It was not that the work was particularly taxing but she simply did not feel any satisfaction from her work, she felt like she was wasting her life away. A life like that was not worth it…
Tian Yi wished to leave the assembly line and the company. As a young person, she had many dreams, but there was one that stuck close to her heart. Recently, there was a celebrity who had risen from a similar background as her. 
"The celebrity was previously a factory worker as well! To be honest, I don't think she looks that much prettier than any of us, so why can't we achieve what she has?" 
"I'll let you in on a secret, I heard she got a friend that got famous online from livestreaming. They only needed to go online and sing for a few hours and there'd be several millions in their bank account at the end of the year."
"Several millions?!" Tian Yi could not wrap her head around such an astronomical number. If she could earn ten thousand a year, she would die happy. 'Several millions a year? What kind of concept was that? Celebrity? Livestreaming? I… don't see why I can't do that.' That was the motivation Tian Yi needed to move out from the factory hostel and invested in a set of livestreaming equipment. She wanted to give it a go. The rental's environment was not so good, it was surrounded by other village houses. The sound of children crying, the passing of bicycles and motorcycles, the barking of dogs as well as the crowing of the chickens reared by a local grandma, these noises accompanied her daily life…
Even though her income from her one whole week of livestreaming was less than 100 RMB, when she received her first donation, Tian Yi could not be more excited. She saw hope! Rome was not built in the day, she knew the more popular she got, the larger her income would be. 
Tian Yi used the towel to dry her hair when she felt an itch on her cheeks. Her hand reached up involuntarily to scratch it. Her fingers scratched here and there. She grabbed a mirror to take a look. She noticed her face in the mirror was red from all the scratch marks. "Jesus, I better stop with the scratching." Tian Yi applied some lotion that she splurged on generously on her face. It was just an itchiness, it would go away in the morning. After drying her hair, she dimmed the light and laid down in the pallet pushed to the corner. She grabbed her phone and checked the email again, "Dream Girls, your registration has been accepted!" 
As she re-read the mail, Tian Yi's heart filled with anticipation for her future. Dream Girls was a talent scout competition looking for the next star among young girls all over the country. The goal was to form a girl group from the finalists and launch them into stardom. This kind of show gained enormous popularity over the past few years. As they say, do not place all your eggs in one basket. While focusing on building her livestreaming career, Tian Yi also applied for the more traditional route to stardom. Who knew, maybe she would be lucky. Whenever she felt down, she would read this email and felt energy surge through her. 
"Time to sleep, still gotta work tomorrow." Tian Yi put down the phone and closed her eyes. She still needed to report at the factory tomorrow morning… 
Just as she was about to drift off, the itchiness on her cheeks returned and chased all her drowsiness away. 
"Aiz." Tian Yi sighed helplessly. She tossed and turned before she surrendered and scratched her face again. 'It's not some kind of allergy, is it?' It would cost to visit the doctor… thankfully, she felt better after some scratching. She was tired from a whole day of working, so eventually she dropped off to sleep. Even in the state of somnolence, her hands moved to scratch her cheeks… 
She did not realize that until the itchiness became so pronounced that it woke her up. 
"Ah…" Tian Yi scratched heavily and it eased her annoyance somewhat. However, the itchiness worsened to become a burning sensation and she could feel slight swelling on her cheeks. That woke her up instantly…
'Could it be smallpox?' The thought shot her out of bed. She still needed to appear before the camera tomorrow. It was 2.30 am. It should be quiet around the area but the dogs were still barking. The growls were insistent yet despondent, who knew what they were barking about. 
In any case, they annoyed Tian Yi. She went to switch on the lights. 'Please don't let it be smallpox…' She grabbed the mirror. When she saw her reflection, chilblain broke out all over her skin. The mirror shattered against the floor but the shattering sound was drowned out by the young girl's scream. 
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The once-bustling and noisy streets were now filled with an eerie blanket of silence.
Hoarse and frenzied whispers lingered high above the heavens, and an indescribable ancient giant lurked in the shadows of the bottomless ocean.
A mysterious plague had outbroken, and natural disasters wrought the Earth. Global pandemic and catastrophes had the panicked masses seeking illusory shelters from the devastation, day and night.
A bloody shower poured over the land as the streaks of lightning tore across the sky, illuminating the ill-intentioned gathering of ravens above. Nevermore, nevermore, quoth the ravens.
"We can see that this malformed creature has twelve pairs of ribs like humans, but also has a "transverse bone" that humans do not possess..."
In the medical school, Gu Jun continued bringing down his scalpel, illustrating the abnormal thoracic structure of the malformed cadaver on the dissection table to the surrounding students.
Ominous and treacherous times had descended! Truth and logic had crumbled, order warped into a frenzy. Humanity can only forge ahead through the power of intelligence and wisdom.
Dive into this Lovecraftian horror and witness madness come to life. 

Black clouded his sight, not being able to see anything instead of darkness
We can hear the heavy breathing of a man, confusion, and fear on his face as he stands up
"Hello ?! Is anyone there ?! Hello ?!" He shouted as he looked around, hearing his voice echoes in the place wherever he is. The man would shout again and again.

"Is anyone there ?! Help! Help me!" He shouted again as his heavy breathing reached his ears
He also did not know why he was asking for help, but out of fear of the dark place he was going through, he shouted and shouted, now tears falling from his doe eyes
His voice enveloped the surroundings and the sound returned to him.
Until Cato sees a light in the distance. And he stopped screaming.
Rotate his eyes around, little by little, there will be small lights around him. Like stars in the sky.
He would raise his hands, trying to reach the little stars but they seemed to be moving away from him.
 
...and all we can hear is his breathing.

More and more stars, but not one he could reach.
There is a star that catches his eye, it does not move in place, unlike the others.
"Cato! Help!" A voice echoed as he looked at it
"Cato. . .help me. . .Cato. . .Cato. . ."
The brightness of the star was gradually fading but it was slowly approaching him. He would raise his hand to reach the star but just kept his hands raised while staring intently at a star that remained in front of him while the others were slowly moving away.
Gradually he approached it and when he tried to reach the star, he suddenly swayed and fell into nothingness, away from the stars he wanted to possess.
"A-"
 
Ring...Ring...
 
He sat up straight on his bed as he jolted awake from his sleep. His body cascaded in sweat and heavy pants and breathing escape his lips
 
He didn't quite remember the dream, but he remembered the voice of someone screaming for help...
He turned off the alarm and rubbed his head as he walked towards the bathroom, splashing water on his face as he looked at the mirror, 
 
"Ok calm down... It's nothing..." He said as he began his morning routine...
---
"Good morning class, we have a special guest today. Mrs. Madmosela Hiti is here to announce something very important, I want you to behave" Miss Solei said, eyes on the camera
 
Mrs. Madmosela Hiti, their principal, joined the Zoom meeting, immediately noticing the names that showed on her screen
"Oh. Mr. Cato Solomon, Ms. Scarlet Guevara, you're in this section. I guess this section is for stars and model students"
"Good morning, Miss Madmosela, I may say that you look very pretty..." He smiled and continued "as always."
Miss Madmosela smiled as Cato smiled also
"Oh, how nice of you Hijo, thank you! But anyways. I came to visit you this morning because I want to inform you personally about the problem facing our school... Yes, you heard it right. This is bad news for us today. Whatever I'm going to tell you today is I want it not to get out of school first, no one will post about it. It came to me from the IT department of our school that there was someone who could access our online examinations answer key and even the summative test of all grade level and online quizzes. And to make it worst, even the grades of the students he enters and he manipulates them... and all the information he gets he shares with the students of the school. We don't know yet what in return he gets for sharing this."
Cato's eyes widened as he tried to not show his surprised face. And Cato who knows very well what the Principal is saying is still chilling in front of the camera and not revealing how he feels.
"But according to our school's IT masters, only Hiraya students may have done all this. Because of the limited evidence available, but not enough to know who it really is.
But we assume that if it is a student it is not from outside. The student behind it has intelligence because who else can access it so easily with a money brain? We believe that he or she is a master when it comes to hacking accounts, other private sites, and systems. So far, our talented and knowledgeable IT staff are fixing and working on this problem and they are trying to trace the person behind it all, but ..." Mrs. Madmosela paused as the whole class zipped their mouth
 
"If any of you know this person it would be good to let us know. Because it's not just the school situation that will be ruined, but you as well. We all depend on it, all the parts and makeup of this school. You may be at risk, so if you have been passed on or shared by this person please just kids, don't be afraid to let us know."
Miss Madmosela removed her mirror and raise an eyebrow, at the same time pointing to the student's faces at her laptop.
 
"And if that hacker is in this section, give up, and let's fix this mess. 
That's all children, Ms. Marie Solei, thank you for the time, and may the Lord God bless you all"
 
"Thank you very much for visiting and providing information, you can hope that if we can find someone to help solve this problem, we will tell you immediately, Miss Madmosela." Ms. Solei said as Mrs. Madmosella nodded
"Goodbye 4-A, and always remember we are watching you. Our school didn't name 'Hiraya' which means vision for no reason."

In which a ghost appeared out of nowhere to help Cato Solomon, a boy with many dark secrets.

A story that took in the time of the pandemic.

"I remember, I woke up at this very dark place.

And at that time, I cried and cried. I was scared, I didn’t know where I was. And at the same time, I can’t remember how I got there, I can’t remember who I was.

Until I saw a light, it was just one at first, but as time went on they became more and more numerous. They were like stars forming into one galaxy. . .

And then, there was this one star that captured my attention. That it was just in front of me, it wasn’t moving. It just stared at me, until I heard your voice from that star, asking for help. You shout louder and louder in my hearing,

So I slowly approached that star.

And when I touched it, I felt weird as if I was slowly coming to know who I really was."

All screens in the world went black again.  And the visual reappeared again within five seconds. Humanity did not get a chance to figure out what was happening.


It was AH141 highway, the assassination place of Danesh. The small screen which was being used by the speakers was there too. But the chaos was in there, on both screens too.


The situation on the broadcast screen was changed. It was not recording in the air now. Someone was handling the camera and he was on the ground now.


The helicopters...The helicopters which were stolen from the army and in the usage of the perpetrators...The camera showed them. They were on the ground too. They were burning. They were destroyed.


The camera changed its direction. There were some motorbikes and their drivers. They were all on the ground. The bikers were destroyed. They were dead. 


The yellow biker was riding in the opposite direction. She was escaping. Some new people were trying to shoot her.


The remaining bikers were on their knees. Their helmets were not on their head. Their identities were exposed. Some of them were Asians, some of them were Africans and the rest of them were Europeans.  Their hands were on their necks. They have surrendered. Some of them had gamma symbol on their skin. The location of each symbol was different. There were guns that pointed at their heads.


The monster was not on the scene but its cry was still on the scene. Some of the new people were shooting into the air madly. The monster has been seen in a few seconds. It was flying away.


The helicopters...They 


Something was happening on the small screen too. The speakers who were the masterminds were battling with some people. The speakers' shapes started to changing too. They were turning to...something inhuman too. But the small screen disappeared completely. The connection between the studio has lost.


A woman...She was a new face. She sitting on her knees. There was something on her knees...It was Danesh's body...She was caressing his hair.


"WE TOOK OVER THE CONTROL, LUNA!" A man shouted from the back. One of his arms was a mechanic. He was handling guns too.


Luna did not show any reaction. She continued to caress Danesh's hair. She handled his head and put it on the ground gently. She stood up. She was looking at the ground before. She raised her head and look at the camera. 


Billions of people were watching here now. She was a beautiful woman. She had scarlet long hair. She was tall. Her eyes were...white. They were completely white. She was as blind but not in reality. Her eyes' color was like that because of an illness.


She looked at the camera "The Syndicate...You attacked the kindest man in the world! You tried to humiliate him. Millions of lives have been saved thanks to his efforts...He worked to end violence all over the world. Many terrorist organizations left their weapons thanks to him...He was a peacemaker...But you killed him in public and tried to humiliate his values...You are the worst!... I am Luna...I am the second man of his organization...I AM DECLARING A WAR TO YOU!" She shouted and looked back...


The people who were aiming at the remaining bikers started to pull the triggers... All bikers have been killed within five seconds...


Luna looked at the camera again..."THAWRA, ROIYARITI, REVERTERS, SONSUZLUK...The terrorist organizations who left the weapons thanks to him...You made a deal with him to end your wars. Your agreements are null now. Take your weapons again...Not to kill innocent...But to kill villain...Lend your strength to us to erase this evilness all over the world! We will bring peace to the world together...We will fulfill his promise together..." She finished her words...


All screens in the world went black again. 


And all screens returned to normal. There were movies...soccer...video clips...news...


The whole online devices were free now...<The last shot> has destroyed itself...


The whole world...


The people around the world...


They were all silent for few seconds.


The whole world was silent for few seconds...


The people in the public were looking at each other meaninglessly. Most of the people like the same in their homes too...


Except for a few people... Some people started to delete the documents which have been uploaded to their devices by Danesh. But some of them were trying to look into them.


There were some videos. The massacres. They have been perpetrated by the members of The Syndicate.


There were location lists...Which have been pointed as safe zones. And which have been pointed as Syndicate headquarters.


There were lists...The people's names. Which have been detected by Danesh as a member of this evil formation...


And there were many other documents too...


[A house in Texas]


The old man was hugging his children. He was 70 years old. They couldn't have children for many years. A miracle happened and his wife got pregnant at her 55. They had two children. Both of them were 14 years old now. They bot hugged their father. All of them were in fear. The old man was begging..."Please...My hon..." It was useless...Her wife pushed the trigger and killed her own husband and children..."Sorry my dears, but this thing is bigger than our love" She looked at the corpses. There was no sadness on her face. She went to the bedroom and looked at her scar in the mirror. It was her belly. It was near her vagina. Her family members were aware of that scar. "I got rid of this somehow" she told. She started a fire in the house and left there.


[A hotel's kitchen in London]


There were eight dead bodies in the kitchen. And a man was standing on them. His name was exposed on the lists too. And there was a gamma sign inside of his mouth. The people did not know about it but his name was on the list. They could find the sign easily when they checked him. That's why he chose to leave...By erasing everything...


[Somewhere in Panama]


The situation was the opposite here. A young man was on the ground. He was dying. There were many people around him. Only one of them was talking...


"So, I was right about it...You were my best friend...We built this cartel together, you were the second man in my organization...I always doubted you. I thought that you were a spy of other cartels. What the fuck is this Syndicate shit! I don't give a shit on that. I want only one answer. You can die in rest after that. Are you the one who killed my children?"


The young man was dying but he smiled by a last effort. "They did not get killed."


"WHAT!" The cartel leader got angry more.


"Yes. They only sacrificed for a sacred vow. You killed many people after that. You were very useful for us, you should be gla..."


The leader started to shoot.  The holes in the young man's body were more than a hundred now. He looked at the corpse one last time. "Find me all those rats!" he ordered to his underlings who were watching this event.


There were some other minor events around the world too.  


But the authorities took action too. All online devices were under new hacking attacks. Many users were not aware of that but their databases on their devices were under their control now. They were deleting all evidence shared by Danesh. Some people took action quickly, they closed their internet connections and transferred the evidence to external discs. But they were less...They were too less...

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(In the previous days)

Marie: Uh.. my head... why does my body feel broken..?

Hooded man: (Watching the footage that the camera provides)

(Timmy in the back: *muffles* ..mmmm...)

Hooded man: (Raised his finger in front of his face) Shhh..

Marie: Aww.. I'm so dizzy (trying to stand up) ~ (walk past the mirror without noticing bandages on her body) ~ why...? ... (gradually losing consciousness) ..uh.. (collapsed on the floor) ...

Hooded man: ....!

(3 minutes later)

Hooded man: (Got inside Marie's house) (Saw her on the floor) ~ (Picked her up carefully and put her back on her bed) (Decided to take care of her everyday) ~ (Gave her pain killers) ~ (Massaged her body to recover faster) ~ (Injected her body with vitamins because she wasn't eating for awhile) ~ (Blocked the door so she doesn't hurt herself when she sleep walks) (Left the house to take care of Timmy)


(14 hours later) 

Marie: (Wakes up) Ah... 


Hooded man: ... (Hides under the bed)


Marie: For how long was I sleeping..? hmm..

(Checks the phone)


Marie: I was unconscious for that long? I probably should message Seven so he doesn't worry about me


Hooded man: ! (Turned off notification sound) ~ (You just received a message from Marie)
...Of


{Marie is now online} 

Marie: .... 😞


Seven: What's wrong princess?


Marie: I came back expecting you to be worried about me with a least 1 message but nothing...


Seven: I was really worried about you if you only know Marie


Marie: Really? then why didn't you text me to check on me?


Seven: I was busy with important matters


Marie: Oh I see, I guess I was mistaken to think that you really cared for me, when I need you, you don't seem to be around or be there to comfort me... if your job is more important than me then I'll leave you to it

{Marie is now offline}

Hooded man: (heart itches..)

Marie: I feel really hurt like... (starts crying) for some reason it feels more painful than the physical pain that I've felt the other day..

(Tries to get up to leave the room)

Marie: I thought he cared... I might need fresh air to calm down but it seems rather hard to move around... I feel like it's hard to breathe..


(take rest on the floor)


(after 8 minutes)

Marie: I can't.. it's like I'm suffocating.. I feel like I need him.. 


{Marie is now online}

(Marie's thoughts: Oh.. I see that he's offline.. he might get on when I message him.. I hope he gets back online)..  

Text message from Marie: I know it was short but I feel like I need someone... I feel like I'm weak both physically and emotionally.. so please help me..

{Seven is still offline} 


Marie: Please I need you.. I'm sorry...


(Cries more in real life)


Hooded man: (Reacts after hearing her cry)


{Seven is now online}

(After several moments) 


Seven: How do you need me?


Marie: By being there for me.. I'm too tired Seven.. I know it's an odd wish but I wish that you can just take care of me... I can hardly even leave my room..


(Lie down on the floor)


Seven: As you wish princess..

Hooded man: (Leaves cover) ~ (get behind Marie) 


Marie: Ah!! 


Hooded man: (Puts his hand on her mouth) ~ (pulls her onto his lap)


Marie: ! !


Hooded man: Shhh.. ...I won't hurt you


Marie: (Barely struggles even with the shock of having a strange man appearing suddenly in her home because of her weak state...)

Hooded man: Rest.. close your eyes

Marie: (...Tries to keep her eyes open out of fear..) 


Hooded man: (Carry her carefully to her bed)


Marie: *Moan* it hurts.. 


Hooded man: Ah.. I apologize, I didn't mean to hurt you princess


Marie: ....!    .....A princess...? (Is that Seven?!)

Hooded man: (Preparing to use medical supplies)

Marie: ... Seven?

Hooded man: Yes?

Marie: !

Seven: (Prepares a needle)


Marie: No..! please


Seven: Hm..?


Marie: Needles scare me.. please don't.. make.. me.. (eyes starting to close slowly..)

Seven: (Puts the needle back then got closer to her) as you wish princess 


(Marie's thoughts: Is that really Seven? He seems gentle to believe so, but why is he hiding his face? I mistaken him for a burglar... though right now I'm getting too tired to think.. I guess it's pointless to fight sleep...)


Marie: (Closing eyes and gradually falling asleep...)


Seven: That's a good girl.. (stroke her hair) ~ (Starts taking care of her just like before)



(After 3 hours of taking care of her he decided to go back for Timmy again)

(2 hours later)


Marie: (Wakes up) Uh... was that a dream? (Looks around) ...    ....   .... ! 


Where is he...? and where's my phone?


(Tries to get up) ~ (looks around the house)


He doesn't seem to be around, could he be outside..?


(Opens the door and walks outside)
 

It seems as if it's very late... there's barely anyone outside... Uh my head... I feel like it might explode... (after few moments) ..I'll head back ins....  ....(falls unconscious)


(Meanwhile)

Seven: (Putting Marie's phone together while watching the camera footage) ~ (Notices Marie falling on the floor) ~ (immediately gets up and starts heading outside while passing by Timmy's corpse that looks brutally tortured) 

(Meanwhile a car passes by...)

Man (1): Yo, you see that girl on the ground?

Man (2): yeah what's wrong with her?

Man (1): I don't know, let's check on her

Man (2): Hey lady, can you hear me?

Man (1): she doesn't seem like she can, I think we should take her inside before anyone sees us

Man (2): Alright then, take her by the hands I'll take the legs, 1... 2... and (pulls her up and carries her inside) 

Man (1): I don't think there's anyone inside.. and I also think she's pretty... you know what I'm thinking?


Man (2): Yeah... but what if someone comes and starts knocking?


Man (1): We can just pretend that nobody's home while having fun


Man (2): Uh... well just in case let's close the door and take her upstairs, let's do it quick before anyone gets here


Man (1): Honestly you're so paranoid and I thought I was the paranoid one, try to loosen up a bit


Man (2): Just help me carry her.


Man (1): Ok ok, Here... 1... 2... (Starts carrying her to the 2nd floor)


(Seven tries to open the front door)


Man (2): *Whisper* you hear that?


Man (1): Yes..


Man (2): See? I told you, I think we need to get out of here


Man (1): Relax, what if it's another woman?


Man (2): Another woman? are you out of your mind? are we going to just knock her out by force?? I accepted this because this one was already knocked out cold


Man (1): Hah so? is your conscience finally kicking in? 


Man (2): I just don't want trouble, if she sees our faces we might get caught unless we kill her and I'm no killer.... so for crying out loud just listen to me this once


Man (1): Fine.. but it's seems too late, for some reason that person is lockpicking the door, can you hear that?


Man(2): Yes


Man(1): They might open the door in any second, so what do you suggest?


Man (2): Let's just hide for now then try to sneak out when the time is right


Man (1): Really? hide? where? on the ceiling like Spiderman?


Man (2): (Sarcastic) Haha very funny, just go hide quick


(Men started hiding, (1) in the closet while (2) is hiding under the bed)


Man (2): (Staring outside of the room while hiding under the bed) ~ (Notices a black clothed figure getting on top of the stairs) ~ (Hearing foot steps headed towards the room) ~ (Seeing the girl getting lifted) ~ (notices that the black clothed figure got in the room, where only his army boots are now visible)

Man (1): (Staring from the closet crack into the room) ~ (Noticing a hooded figure putting the girl on the bed) .... *Whisper* What the f...? (Notices that the hooded figure is now starting to stare directly at him)


Man (2): (Saw the hooded man's boots heading towards the closet) ~ (Notices the closet's door opening suddenly)


Man (1): Shi#@!?*


Man (2): (Got out from under the bed and saw that his friend is getting choked while being held up in the air by one arm) What the..?!


Seven: (Notices the other man) ~ (Sees the other man trying to escape) ~ (Releases Man (1) after knocking him unconscious) ~ (Starts chasing after Man (2))


Man (2): (Sees the hooded man coming at him with incredible speed) What the hell?! is he even human?!


Seven: (Caught man (2) and subdued him on the floor knocking him unconscious) ~ (Put them both in a bag) ~ (Returned Marie's phone) ~ (Went back to check the camera footage to see what they were doing in her house while taking them with him)


~Fade~


(Next morning)


Marie: (Wakes up) *Yawn* ...Mm...

Seven: (Hears Marie so he checks on the camera monitor) 


Man (1): P-please.. no more... I-I didn't mean..

Seven: (Resumes skinning Man (1) while his friend is watching in terror)


Man (2): (Muffled noises) ~ (Tries to get off the chair while being tied up) 



Marie: Ah.. my phone ... (checks the phone with the messages) ... huh? didn't I message seven the other night? was I dreaming...? 

...how strange... I feel like I don't know which was real and which was a dream...


(Opens the conversation with Seven) 

Marie: Good morning Seven 🐇

{Seven is now online}

Seven: Good morning princess 🌹

Marie: Honestly... what a strange dream I had

Seven: Oh? Can you tell me about that dream?

Marie: it was about me wanting you to be here and then you suddenly came out from under my bed 😂

Seven: Ahh so you wanted me that bad?

Marie: Hey! what do you mean?? it was just a dream 😣

Seven: Sure.. sure...

Marie: Hey! I'm serious 😣

Seven: Oh, so are you saying that you don't want me?

Marie: That's not fair.. stop cornering me like that 😞

Seven: ....

Marie: Fine.. guess I'll say it...

....

I want.. you... 😣 now stop it

(Proceeds to hide under the blanket)

I'm not used to saying those things to just anyone ok 😭

(Seven checks the monitor.. while thinking about how adorable her reaction is)


Seven: I know, that's one of the reasons why I like you princess

Marie: Oh by the way! tomorrow is the first day of work for me, working as a waitress might not be much but doesn't change the fact that it's my first time working officially 😆

Seven: Why did you apply for work? are you in need of money?

Marie: Uh.. umm.. maybe a little... 

Seven: Don't worry about money, I'll provide you with everything you need, all you have to do is tell me


Marie: But... I'm shy.. I'm not used to telling people about what I want..

Seven: It's fine, you'll get used to telling me everything eventually princess

Marie: 😣

(Marie checks the date)

Marie: Uh it's not tomorrow it's today, how did time pass this fast?

Seven: Because you're a beautiful girl so you get plenty of beauty sleep

Marie: Uh 😣 

(Keeps hiding under the blanket)


(After 2 minutes)


Marie: ...I just realized.. I'm starving so I'll go get something to eat

Seven: Ok, enjoy your food princess, and be careful going down the stairs

Marie: Ok I will 😊


{Marie is now offline}



~Fade~

Long Yi roamed his eyes around the interrogation room. Despite the air condition inside the room, beads of sweat can be seen trickling down Long Yi's forehead. After the video was spread online, the police invited him again. This time, his lawyer informed him that the case is already strong against them. Clearly, the CCTV was enough proof that Huang Xiaoxuan went to see him on the night that she committed 'suicide'. Right now, there is already a possibility that the police won't allow him any bail because of the controversies that surrounded the case.
He eyed his watch. It was already ten in the evening and he had been here for two hours now. Yet, not one policeman showed up to talk to him. He could feel their gazes from the mirror across him, but for some reason, not one of them came in.
However, the fact that his lawyer also didn't arrive is making Long Yi nervous. His lawyer promised that he would take him out of this prison tonight. What was happening outside? Why was he still in prison?
The slow sound of the door being opened brought him back from his stupor. He looked at the balding man who walked inside.
"Why am I here?" Long Yi asked.
"You should know why you're here Mr. Long."
"Would I ask you if I know?" Long Yi argued. "Whatever it is… I am innocent."
The police personnel didn't answer him. He sat opposite Long Yi and put a folder in front of him. "Tonight, an article was released against you. Someone leaked the autopsy report. I think it is only right that you know what was leaked." Without waiting for Long Yi to say anything, the man opened the folder and showed images of Huang Xiaoxuan's body.
"She died of asphyxiation. The bruises on her neck clearly came from a hand—a huge hand. Judging from the angle of the bruises, the man was taller than her. Almost six foot."
Long Yi just kept staring at the photos, no emotion can be seen on his face. For some reason, the photos are reminding him of his anger. The need to blame someone else because of what was happening in his life. Of course, he still thought that Huang Xiaoxuan was to be blamed for her death.
"What does this have to do with me? You can't keep me here just because of some bruises! This isn't enough evidence."
"We are locking you up to protect you."
"What?"
"When this analysis went online, the net exploded. Women from some women's rights groups started demanding justice. A few tens of them are already outside, wanting to strangle you. Just like what you did to your own wife."
Long Yi gnashed his teeth. This is the best time to maintain his silence.
"Mr. Long… we were able to back up the CCTV and saw Miss Huang driving to the village where your house was located. Though her car was never found in your house, we also didn't see the car leaving the village We already have a strong case against you. I suggest— "
"I have the right to remain silent." Long Yi said. "I know my rights. I will wait for my lawyer to arrive." He insisted.
"Alright then— "
"I can't stay in the cells. I am already paralyzed. I would like to stay here to make sure that I would stay safe." He demanded.
"Mr. Long… that's not how it works."
"Well… you can't detain me here. All the evidence is circumstantial at best. It's either I go outside and cause a riot or you let me stay here."
The cop clenched his jaw. Rich people and their f*cking rights! He gathered all the photos and stood.
"Where are you going?"
"Leaving." The cop said and turned towards the door without saying anything.
However, before Long Yi could let out a sigh of relief, the door was opened revealing a familiar face. "Zi… Zi Yan?"
Huang Zi Yan glanced at him, his face a little pale and exhausted. His chilly gaze caught Long Yi off guard. "How— How did you get inside?"
"Long Yi… you aren't the only one with connections." Huang Zi Yan stood opposite Long Yi. "I am not here to kill you," he declared. "I just wanted to know why." Before Long Yi could answer, Huang Zi Yan signaled towards the mirror.
After a few seconds, Long Yi watched as the lights inside the interrogation room were dimmed. Long Yi eyed the mirror. He could see the other side clearly. It seemed that Huang Zi Yan was able to tell the people watching him turn off the camera and leave the monitoring room?
"Why did you kill my sister?"
Long Yi snorted and turn his head away, saying nothing.
"All she did was loved you. It wasn't a very healthy emotion, but my sister never hurt you. She was jealous and petty, but she wasn't a criminal. She never did anything that could hurt you! All she did was fall in love with the wrong guy!"
Once again, Long Yi didn't answer. Inside, he was sneering at Huang Zi Yan. Huang Xiaoxuan was the reason why Lyca avoided him. At that time, he was about to sleep with Lyca, but Huang Xiaoxuan suddenly arrived. Instead of stopping Long Yi, she actually went along with it and sleep with him.
Then the next morning, Long Yi saw her in Lyca's room. Clearly, she told Lyca everything that happened that night! Because of Huang Xiaoxuan… Lyca avoided him.
That woman was just a selfish b*tch who wanted his money, his fame! A woman like that didn't deserve to live anymore!
"My father… fell into a coma." Huang Zi Yan added. "He tried to kill himself. The bullet was lodged somewhere in his cheeks and he survived. He would have the ability to wake up again, but the doctors don't have any idea when. And if he will wake up… he won't be able to move his body again. He wouldn't be able to use his arms and legs. He would become paralyzed from the neck down."
This caught Long Yi's attention. "What does this have to do with me?"


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Sloth
noun
-reluctance to work or make an effort; laziness.

A lazy and casual life.

That was the only thing that Lyca Huang wanted after transmigrating into the body of a rich young miss. Tired of schemes and killing, the lazy elite assassin vowed to enjoy her second life and live a life of luxury while lazing around and bossing over her servants.

With her doting mother and loving father, Lyca thought that she could easily achieve this goal. Oh boy was she wrong... so wrong.

Who would have thought that her prominent grandfather would introduce her as the heiress to his security empire? 

How could her lazy ass manage a conglomerate? She wanted to protest! She must decline the offer in front of the whole Huang Family! 

However, at the time of the announcement she was so busy eating her freshly peeled grapes and could not find the time to just open her mouth to speak. Second, she was too lazy to argue or create a strain of conversation with anyone else at the party.

In the end, Lyca nodded at her grandfather’s words as she continued eating. Sometimes… food was more important than pointless arguments, ah.

Moreover an heiress sounded really interesting. That only meant... more food and servants, right?

……………………….

“Oi, Shen Qui, do you like me?” she leaned towards him, showing a little bit of her chest that was covered by her thin robe. She smiled and batted her eyelids.

“No,” he answered, his face stern. “That will never happen.”

“Good!” The smile on her face disappeared as she nodded, satisfied at the lack of emotion in his face. “Then… marry me.”

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"You stayed in your room for three days," he stated.
"So?"
"Without going out."
"Hm," she nodded.
"You just slept and ate all day."
"And?"
"Well… that's not very healthy, is it?" His lips curved into a wry smile.
"No. Not healthy."
"I don't want to become a widower at twenty-five."
Lyca's eyebrow lifted. "Are you cursing me?" She fought the urge to laugh. What widower? This man's honesty is sometimes infuriating. "I am tired," she said.
"From doing nothing?"
She nodded. "I am saving energy."
"To do nothing?"
She looked at him and didn't miss the concern in his eyes. "To do you." She uttered and immediately laughed when she saw his face reddened. 

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One lazy heiress.
One hardworking illegitimate soldier.
Two opposite worlds.
Two different goals.
And one marriage due to her laziness.

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VOLUME 2 - Aden Shen's Story -  HIS SAVAGE LOVE
STARTS AT PAGE 495 - can be read separately.

Killing her son in front of her wasn’t enough to satisfy their savagery. So they cut off her limbs and laughed as she bled to death.

In the end, the life of the prodigy Gabrielle Sutton ended with her eyes full of unwillingness and thirst for vengeance.

Who would have thought that the end she had expected never arrived?

Instead of falling into the abyss of death, she woke up ten years before her demise.

Would she be able to save herself this time?



Book 2 of Seven Deadly Sins Series
Sin of Sloth: Lazily Yours

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