After I bind myself to an emotion-collecting System, I become the “communal power bank” for the city’s elite.
The business tycoon sets aside his pride for me, the top-tier star drops his public mask for me, and the star lawyer begins to question his convictions because of me.
The master surgeon wants to dissect me, the Wall Street queen wants to buy me outright, and the hacker genius wants to make me his permanent collectible.
They all say they love me, but what they really want is the emotional value I provide.
I smile and accept it all. After all, their love, hate, and obsession are the most delicious food I could ask for.
Then the System’s warning sounds: [Warning! Energy overload! An unknown presence is descending for you...]
I lick my lips. “Oh? Looks like an even tastier ‘feast’ has arrived.”
