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Systems. Everything has a system. Society is a system. You wake up and have a system you use to get through your day. So what is a Bad systems and good system? Rowan Enzo was literally a girl two seconds ago, trying to live a peaceful life away from his family. Working hard everyday to get his younger brother out of the foster care system. Yet now he finds himself in the most uncomfortable situation possible. He would rather go to hell than be in the world he was sent to. He thinks it's unfair how his whole life got turned upside down because he is some 'chosen hero' that is to save a bunch of random people he doesn't know. After getting a different 'sin' system from the rest of his fellow players, he has to figure out what he wants to do with it. ----------------------- My entry to the WSA competition. Hopefully it's a good story worth of your votes and coins. [update; chapter a day at around 3pm CST.] Hope you will join Rowan and I's journey as we grow and get better. Don't expect happiness from this story after the first arc. ————————————- Cover credit: @Haku_mado twt (I think)

HouseholdAuthor · Fantasia
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71 Chs

Selfishness Vs Fairness, FIGHT!

Mylo caught Jisoo staring at Hunter's severed arm.

"Gives you flashbacks huh?"

After some silence she spoke. "It's never nice to see it."

They both remembered what Sky told them before they left.

'Make sure to help those kids keep up their spirit. Don't let them get crushed over this situation. They must understand the world we live in but they're also just kids.'

"What did you guys do while we were gone anyway?" Jisoo looked down at Mylo who was sitting.

"Ummmm..." Mylo intertwined his fingers and rolled his two thumbs along each other. Memory of beating up the two Rookies came into his head as he chuckled. 'Well at least those two won't be fighting anymore....'

He looked at Massin who was snoring as he slept diagonally from Kira.

'That one is a leader.' He stared some more. 'Maybe I see a bit of myself in him.'