After I gave up on winning her over and confessed that the System existed, my girlfriend, who had never been able to let go of her first love, suddenly agreed to marry me and have a big, healthy baby with me.
I thought my sincerity had finally moved her. Full of anticipation, I began preparing for the wedding, but she turned around and tricked me onto the operating table.
“You’re a player, so you can revive endlessly. But he’s in the late stages of heart failure and is about to die.”
“Don’t worry. Once his surgery succeeds and he recovers, I’ll devote myself to our family again and help you finish your mission.”
But she didn’t know that the moment she personally removed my heart, I had already failed the mission and had my memories erased.
A month later, she smiled and called me her husband, asking if I’d decided on a name for the baby. I stared at her in confusion.
“We don’t even know each other. What baby are you talking about?”
